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What I came to do

What I came to do

A Poem by Mark D

When the last drops of rain are tossed down
When your upward path is straight and smooth
When your will to go on is strong

When your horses wait for their master
When an idle hour is found to kill
When your begging for forgiveness is over

When smiles replace damp solemn looks
When you find your trust in those around you
When you lay awake content in thought

When you rest in peace in blissful sleep
When your past is clear
And you’re glad you’re here 

You can throw my ashes to the wind
I'll have done what I came to do

© 2012 Mark D


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The tides of life and treating them well. Treating those who accompany you well. The light retreating from your graceful eyes and being able to say with a one last breath, "I'm glad I'm what I was".

Beautiful in a slightly haunting way, with the lingering thought of maybe not a drift with the breeze. But great nonetheless. Thank you for sharing.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Sounds like goodbye. Again. Your writing poses more questions than answers...well penned.

Posted 10 Years Ago


loved the last verse.. well done

Posted 11 Years Ago


I want that read at my passing. Awesome write and inspiring. Thanks so much.

Posted 11 Years Ago


This is the kind of writing that lingers in the corners of your mind for a while, a little haunting, but beautiful, clear and true. I love it, and the sense of completion and wholeness at the end.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Fine piece of writing, really liked the station line, and the fine last verse. It might be worth considering replacing some of the whens with commas and expanding the phrases over the lines, but you would in that case change your intention.
Good write.


Posted 11 Years Ago


Nice imagery....really enjoyed.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The tides of life and treating them well. Treating those who accompany you well. The light retreating from your graceful eyes and being able to say with a one last breath, "I'm glad I'm what I was".

Beautiful in a slightly haunting way, with the lingering thought of maybe not a drift with the breeze. But great nonetheless. Thank you for sharing.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

great work keep it up

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Mark D
Mark D

Edinburgh, United Kingdom



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