
The Golden Gate, the golden sun, My last stop before I’m done. The Arch, the Needle, the Canyon Grand, I’ve seen the wonders across the land. Death’s not late; his appointments, he keeps, But not this time; and then I leap. Copyright © 2022 Brandon Ellrich
This poem was written in response to Sadje’s What do you see # 163- 5Th December’22, so please visit her page to participate and/or read other responses.
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Death does come in time.
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Wow incredible writing
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Thanks a lot. It was just a short one, but that’s what popped into my head. lol
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You’re so welcome!
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Thank you!
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My pleasure✨😌
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I really love the first line—playing with Golden. Beautiful writing.
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Thank you.
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