Death’s Hollow Knock

When I was nine, Death came knocking.
I told him, I’ve got a future.
So much ahead, so much to do.
He let me be.
When I was Twenty-One, Death came knocking.
I told him to go away.
I just started a family.
Baby on the way.
When I was Fifty, Death came knocking.
I told him, maybe some other time.
I’ve just retired, and I get to spend more time with my wife.
Seventy-Five
Death broke in one night ,and took my wife in her sleep.
Seventy-Six
From grief, my son invited death into his home, gently caressing him while he faded.
Seventy-Eight
Death came knocking.
Since we’re old friends, I told him to come in.
He asked me if I was ready yet
I told him yes
And added, You should have never given me a choice.

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7 thoughts on “Death’s Hollow Knock

  1. Death has come knocking on my door several times since I was a very young child. Each time he has been reminded he cannot take me until God’s appointed time. He keeps leaving disappointed but one day he’ll get permission to escort me to my savior and on that day I’ll be just fine with it. (2 Corinthians 5:8)

  2. Because I could not stop for Death
    Emily Dickinson, 1830 – 1886

    Because I could not stop for Death –
    He kindly stopped for me –
    The Carriage held but just Ourselves –
    And Immortality.

    We slowly drove – He knew no haste
    And I had put away
    My labor and my leisure too,
    For His Civility –

    more verses…..

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