The End

• Artist: Tamikio
• Description: Though this is a rather dark poem I tried to end it on a happy note- even though the person dies they hear a baby's first laugh. I'm not sure of what type of person it is but they seem at peace with the fact they are going to die, which leads me to think they were older. (70, 80 maybe...) Any ways tell me what you think.
• Date: 05/31/2010
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The end has come
The end is near
And now I have no time left here
I must move on
My time has come
A new life is here yet mine is done

A better place for me;
Holding all memory
I've sat and waited for this call
So long you'd think nothing at all,
Of death's small voice
I cannot wait
I resign into my fate
As I slip into her sweet embrace
A song of life
The last thing I hear
Is a new cry of joy for all to hear?