Mow-Mow



When the bell is rung
and your time comes
for your life to be done
when the fruits of your life have been sung

When darkness follows
and your life hollows
and the pills of the truth are hard to swallow
"you can't live forever" I say in sorrow

For it's been 11 years
and I am still here
still fear
life in front of me, like a deer

You were the great
but now the pain slithers in, like a snake
I wish you were here but you were the take
of everyone's undeniable fate

I am still living and moving
like my life is a movie
I wish you'd never left me
But your time was coming, to leave into the sea

I wish you weren't done
but your time was done
for the bell has rung
and your time, was done

About this poem

This poem is dedicated to my grandmother who passed away on January 12th, 2012 due to Pancreatic Cancer. She was one of the biggest people in my life and it devastated me when she passed.

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Written on May 10, 2023

Submitted by JEronScott on May 12, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme AXBA CCDD XXEE FGGF XHHH BBAB
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 699
Words 158
Stanzas 6
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4

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