Epilogue

O dear friend!
Dry your eyes!
Weep not at my passing
For that is my past.
Dance and be happy,
Rejoice in my future,
For now I live again:
A new star burning
Bright in the midnight sky.

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One Response to “Epilogue”

  1. Sometimes words come to me in dreams, compelling me to write them down right away when I awake. This is one such poem and was written in the 1990s.

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