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Sitting for coffee.
On an empty chair.
We were alive once.
Now dead.
An empty chair.
Reminding what we want to forget.
We are eternal.
Only because we are ephemeral…
End of story… [Poem. Memento Mori]
Category: Memento Mori
Christians dying. [Poem. Memento Mori]
Walking down the street.
Flowers drifted by the breeze.
Sparrow passes by.
The odor of flowers.
The odor of death.
Hold my hand daughter. Smile.
The executioner comes from behind.
Child chuckles fill the air.
Blood dripping at the edge.
Hold my hand daughter. Smile.
I will tickle you!
The sword comes down fast.
Laughter.
Look at me daughter.
Sparrow flies away fast.
I love you…
Silence.
Flowers blooming…
