Because I could not stop for life

Because I could not stop for life

He kindly stopped for me

And in the carriage life and I

And purest poetry


Life picked me up and showed me things

I hadn't seen before

Then poetry intertwined with me

And simply gave me more


Then in my later years with life

he sensed unwelcomness

I wanted to get rid of him

Because he was a mess


But in that carrige poetry

Stood with me, by my side

Through all the years of life's dismay

With all the times i've cried


Poetry had entangled me

So we both stood as one

I then saw life through poet's eyes

As being not so glum



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