Autumnal DecisionA Poem by JohnKeislerA poem about a deceased friendI got your back No knifes will pass Your loyalty or lack thereof will always be a guess Whoever decides that autumn has come Dies first. Autumnal leaves will bear an eulogy for a deceased self The one who was a poor student of life. Whoever reads it first Becomes reborn. © 2019 JohnKeislerAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on December 3, 2019 Last Updated on December 3, 2019 Tags: autumn death guilt AuthorJohnKeislerNew York, NYAboutJohn Keisler is a single dad and avid sci-fi reader. To make my existence more palatable I write poetry and verses. There are no rule and I absolutely love it. I welcome all kinds of feedback but plea.. more.. |