A Bit Of Prose....Reflections On Mortality
Death Came Calling.....
it knocked hard and long, but finally entered.
I was not prepared and did not invite it in.
There is no time, no season nor reason when death comes calling. I wanted one more day, an hour, a moment, but death came calling, it would not wait!
Oh how precious time is.
Everyday, every week, every year-
how they evaporate one by one,
a day, a week, a year, a lifetime!
Then it is over in the blink of an eye, a knock on the door....
death came calling.