Old Man Contemplating Death.
Old Man Contemplating Death.
His life flew by in a flash.
Most of his time now is thinking of the past.
The good times,
the bad.
Now he thinks of the after life.
Never before has he thought so much,
about the possibility of life after death,
But now he is always aware of it.
Does it exist?
Or is this it?
None the less,
he shall find out,
before the setting sun.
Steve.D.Hammond.
Old Man Contemplating Death. by Steve.D.Hammond
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While this poem is not bright and gull of glee, it says much about my mind and me.
Robert L. Huffstutter, editor
A COLLECTION OF MY ESSAYS, MY THOUGHTS, A FEW PHOTOS AND PAINTINGS, A JOURNAL I CALL A PERSONAL JOURNAL. THANKS FOR VIEWING. AND THANKS TO THE PHOTOGRAPHERS AND ARTISTS WHO HAVE PERMITTED ME TO EXHIBIT SOME OF THEIR WORK IN MY BLOG. Robert L. Huffstutter
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