Death is my best friend
It waits for me until the end
It wills my parth that I do walk
And marks my map just with a chalk
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Memento mori, remember your death. Wise words and a concept you have dealt with well in your poem. The prospect of death gives a certain intensity to our lives. It baffles me why people want to live forever.
Suzan, I hope that this is the classic example of ' Easier said - - - than done! '. B.V.A.
You sound as many should; ready for the journey that is sure to arrive any day. Bettere to be prepared by doing good deeds and fulfilling our missions. Thanks!
A perceptive piece about one of life's only two certainties, death and tax. Ez
DEATH İ S PART OF OUR LIFES; NOT FRIEND.DEATH NOT WAIT US; WE GO BY WALK TO THE ITS FOOTS.WHAT A STRONG CONTRADICTION