Sweet gental one


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    • slimgrady
    • Hello fellow poets. I am originally from a very small very remote town in the woods of northern Maine.The town had a population of 560 souls.I was brought up( in what some would consider to be) abject poverty.If I was I never knew it. Simply due to the fact that everyone around me was in the same "boat".I have been writing from my teens. I enjoy the woods to this day. I hunt fish and hike whenever possible.And through the years I've learned that there is a God and that I'm not it. "SLIM"

    Sweet gental one

    Tranquil now. Sweet gental one.
    Veiled in death's embrace.
    Return to Mother's bosom
    To reap eternal grace.

    Take this child,Oh Mother earth.
    Tis you who take us all.
    Treat her gently with your touch
    No harm to her befall.

    That her time was fleeting.
    I could not this, foreknow.
    Gone forever now is she.
    Alas, I'll miss her so.

    This frail, loving soul I give.
    Begrudgingly to you.
    But someday I and my love
    Will once again be two.

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