Poem about Dream of Death

Deathly Dream

I had a dream last night.

Listen close to my plight.

Stranger came to my home,

Cloaked in black, he did roam.


Calling out, knew my name.

Trembling now, not a game.

Truth dawns, striking vivid.

Hold resolve stand rigid.


Death, come, I welcome thee.

From this world set me free.

Here don’t make me reside.

From this pain I must hide.


Take my spirit, free soul,

Grant energy unroll.

Let spark from body leave.

Others for soul will grieve.


Suddenly, from sleep woke.

Spell of doom, poof, was broke.

Unrest felt, of that dreamed

Appearance of death gleaned.

–                           – June Nash

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