a death by Richard TrotterDistant and removed in tenth floor flat
Guarded only by an ever loyal cat,
Lies the limp body at its final rest
No more breathes from its wheezing chest
A name disappears with the unseen dawn
The price of loves that were never born,
No more dreams of the dark world below
Separate and secure in the winter snow. 08/17/2002 Author's Note: a very old poem.
Posted on 03/13/2004 Copyright © 2025 Richard Trotter
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Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 03/15/04 at 10:02 AM life is brutal sad and unforgiving... like the chilling snow, that hours later, children play in with glee... life is strange... thanks for making me think... blessings :) |
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