Her Own ChoiceA Poem by Poeticpierspoem in ryming quatrains Iambic tetrameter
Her own choice
She could no longer cope alone. Knew all too well that it was true and there was something else she knew. Her race was run ,time to move on. She did not wish to vegetate in some well run establishment Where lunch became the main event. With no attempt to stimulate. The workings of an agile mind, trapped inside a useless shell. A body which had served her well. Before her health was undermined, by ailments which progressively destroyed all of her abilities. The time had come to quit the game. So she decided she would die in her own bed in her own home To be pain free would be welcome. So she died voluntarily. The cause of death no mystery. She chose to exercise her right, While she had the will to write the finish to her life story. 22/04/2009 http;// blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers © 2009 PoeticpiersReviews
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3 Reviews Added on May 6, 2009 AuthorPoeticpiersNear Durham city UK, United KingdomAbout72years, young married. Ex police officer Ex social worker. interests Reading and writing poetry Painting and drawing in coloured pencil avid reader,sci fi fantasy crime. comparitive religion and esp... more.. |

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