I've met Death

January 25, 2011
By , Williamsburg, MI
I've met Death
I met Death on a cold winter’s
in the a wood
where a path forked in two

I’ve met Life
I met Life on a scorching hot day
Under a huge oak tree
With sit chairs in which we sat

Please, don’t think me queer
But I because quick friends with Death
and quicker enemies with Life
For Death was a little girl
and Life was a big black crow

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