My Companion
On the shady side of the Portale
You wait
Observe all that happens
I am not alone
Your presence comforts me
As I work through the day
I sometimes catch sight of you
From the corner of my eye
Just a flicker
We are both making preparations
For that day
In the future
Life will be as long as it is
And in the end
You will wait for me
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Annell .. this is beautiful.
So beautiful….and comforting.
I think I have spoken of this to you before. I want to keep “death” close to me, recognize she is my companion, I don’t want her to sneak up on me. Thanks for your comment. Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529
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Interesting, because I thought you were talking about God.
Thanks for your comments, maybe it is all the same. It’s just I don’t want to think, it’s all so horrible… but rather simply a part of life, a part of the plan. Maybe God… Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529
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