Not One More

November 17, 2017
By IronDwarf SILVER, Christiansburg, Virginia
IronDwarf SILVER, Christiansburg, Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
Never argue with stupid people, they will drag you down to their level and beat you with experience.


One step, two step,
three step, Four.

One death, two death,
not three, not one more.

Grandmother was gone long before,
Her mind lock behind closed doors.
Soon her presence could be felt no more.

Papaw was to follow soon thereafter;
The same year, gave the universe some laughter.

I threw a swing but missed.
A last chance to say goodbye not taken,
Forever grandfather will be missed.

One death, two death,
Not three, not one more.
 


The author's comments:

This poem comes from a time in my life where both my grandfather and my grandmother died in the same year--which has been realy hard for me, but for anyone reading this who may be going through the same thing, it always gets better, you just have to wait.


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