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Passing Sounds

Posted by MFish Profile 12/20/19 at 10:17PM Poetry See more by MFish

The sounds I hear within my head,
are filled with loss; filled with dread.
An old friend of so many years,
has escaped this life, with no more fears.
Away he went, on a golden cart,
toward the heavens where life did start.
God speed to you, my dear friend.
You will join your brother now.
Amen