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Dec 2015
Comes to fetch us
her shadowy form presents
it will be too late to relent a life
you will be lifted up
and placed upon a saddle of gold
and as you're sitting down
the earth will glow like magic
whisk you to the sky of no return

stars escort you
as they did the ancient ships of man
the elements of water air and fire
will swirl and with them help your last dance
as the music of the spheres
cradles your thoughts
and brings you through the gates of home

the name of where we all belong
becomes a part of us
a symbiosis of all we represent
grand and great will be the blaze
as night again fades into light
so bright you're out of sight

Margaret Ann Waddicor 20th December 2015
For my Parkinson's friend Joe. More like a prose poem this.
Margaret Ann Waddicor
Written by
Margaret Ann Waddicor  Norway.
(Norway.)   
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