Time stops for none of us.


an ending

so this is it
the door closed quietly
he did not look back

he was the last to go
encouraged for years
to fly the next

now he has
and an emptiness
a grief descends

for the first time
I feel old as
never before

a hollowness
friends have died




Poetry by Peter Humphreys The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2025-04-20 at 18:31

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
A grim fate we all face very nicely described.
2025-04-21