#WritcoPoemPrompt8
Every soul that passes the gate,
Has passed a test of fate,
Trudging along on tired feet,
Almost there, refusing to be beat
I hear a cry from those around
A sobbing soul was alone beside
Incomplete stories'
Unfulfilled dreams'
Unattained goals'
Uncherished hugs'
And as I hear their footsteps leaving slow,
My soul whispered,
"Its time to go"
As the bitter breeze blows within me
As the birds leave the nests
So did the last breath!!!!
© Benold Gomez