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Life?
January 11, 2016
Marked with age
My end is near
I'm oddly peaceful, there is no rage
My Father is waiting, I have no fear
I mingled my fingers
Searching for my loving wife's hand
My eyes water and sadness lingers
Depressed to leave my family and close dear friends
I close my sleepy eyes
The streaks of sunlight reflects
I am floating further away from pleading cries
My time is here, I can finally rest
© Ngoc-Tran V., So. Boston, MA
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A close elderly friend of mine has just pasted away. He was a wrinkly,old, and jolly man, but he was special to me and many other. RIP <3