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I was hoping this was all a dream
I was hoping this was all a dream but alas this is obviously not the case
My living days are over, a fact I have to face
I cannot feel remorseful, I cannot feel at all
For now, I am just a memory for you to dwell upon and perhaps recall
Your being here means so much, I thank you most sincere
If ever dying troubled me It helps your being so near
I have lived my life as best I can and have been grateful for all what you’ve done
Your kindness, caring and friendship, your love and the hours of fun
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You have your lives ahead of you short or long as they may be
The gift of life is yours to enjoy
Though as to how it turns out may be hard to foresee
And hopefully deliver a richer life and keep you from going astray. A custodian of the planet yes you are, of your country, kin and creed
A responsibility you must take on board and avoid all ills and greed I wish you well for the future, my final words are now said
Now parted from the living world, dare I say it, oh dear, yes! I’m dead.
About the Author
Keith Stokes-Smith was brought up in Solihull, moving to Worcestershire in 1997. Writing poems came easy to him in his twenties and early thirties.
In 2016, his mother passed away. Two weeks later, on a train journey to London, he belatedly wrote a bespoke poem for her funeral and wrote it as if she had composed it to be read out by her at her funeral; a strange concept you might think. From then on he found himself uncontrollably inspired to write more adopting words spoken by fictitious people of fictitious ages in fictitious circumstances. In essence, he has tried to be in the mind of the reader. His poems may be considered somewhat unique coupled very often with them having a sense of humour.
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