Poetry Sunday ~ Why... die

Nebraska sky by Adam

Matt.  26:35 “Peter said unto him, Though I should die with thee, yet will I not deny thee. Likewise also said all the disciples.”

I don’t wanna die

don’t wanna cry

I want to live

I don’t know why…

I’m in a world

Fingers curled

Words hurled

Clouds unfurled

On a throne

I call my own

Never sown

Always shown

Fluttering mind

Winds unkind

Hard to find

Soul entwined

Button eyes

Starry skies

Sudden cries

Then she dies