Sep 2022
At last on my deathbed
I reach for two words
The ones often transient
or sadly unheard
As my eyes close forever
to journey anew
Two words mark my passing
a final “Thank You”
(The Book Of Prayers: September, 2022)
I reach for two words
The ones often transient
or sadly unheard
As my eyes close forever
to journey anew
Two words mark my passing
a final “Thank You”
(The Book Of Prayers: September, 2022)
(kurtphilipbehm.com)
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