One Last Song ~ #poetry #NaPoWriMo

Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos

One last song, I begged of him

As he looked upon me, face so grim

The time has come, I can no longer play

Blackened notes, on sheets of gray

The lines now blurred upon the page

I take my leave of this earthly stage

Though my hands shall leave these ivory keys

My melody continues, in sweet rhapsody

The Daily Post: Song

©2015 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
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