So Long My Friend
©2014 Olan L. Smith
So long my friend we mount this hill
To join on high..."Our hearts do fill,"
So whisper's courage blissful gate
We met upon the path our fate,
And who shall differ? Downfall's chill?
You raced ahead I join you nigh
For I will follow you this date
We met upon the stage to wait,
So long my friend.
Court not the throne without his will
Your ruin awaits the fiery kiln
The Devil lures with lust his mate
Be not the one who finds this fate;
I follow toward our home until,
So long my friend.
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Write Upon My Stone
Poetry"Write Upon My Stone" has turned into a collection of my poems about death, and other of my poems with dark themes. I will be adding to this collection with both new and older poems with those themes. Love, peace, and freedom. Olan L. Smith (aka...