40 word poem. Life or Death... either way is fine. |
| Either way When Death comes calling I will smile hand outstretched to walk awhile and then — oblivion; but, if perchance I wake once more may Life come joyful to my door I'll glad—ly make amends. © Kåre Enga [179.141] (30.januar.2023) Original in "Either way [179.141] 40w Jan #20" Notes ▶︎ |