Deathbed Farewells (Despair's Unbelief) Poem by james watkin

When the time of farewelling comes
Autumn's hour draweth nigh.
Which of renewal's envisaging
As dim whose for leaf sigh.

Likewise o'er her words of parting
It's doom's shadow is cast.
Like that bird-voiced, to fall silent;
If for good, in its blast.

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When all that can be of doubting
Be said for it, does sink
Seasonally back to Earth
What of hoping when, beyond time
And it's dust glows for its
Eternal spring's worth?