A COVENANT OF ONE

It was not the best
of times
but it was my time
and now the years
have flown
leaving me on my own
alone
with the ghosts
that haunt
me

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Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

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Country/Region: USA

Comments

Geremia!

This is exquisite, ladden with emotion and captivating from the title onward!
Well done!

You can never be alone now as we are there sitting with you crying with you and sometimes just being you.
You are full to brimming over with friends, not just of this world either.
A good write as you usually do, Yours Ian.T

I know that Ian. This disease

I know that Ian. This disease isolates you.

Joe

It is a humon trait to slink to the back of the cave to die alone, or be ill alone, yet this is old fashioned, and that you know of us, and walk with us. We can throw away all those old traits, and live till that call from your God to attend his love is heard, Yours Ian.T