Life Holds More Promise Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Closing my eyes, dreaming of death waiting near-by,
knowing he's waiting for me to succumb, but he'll
have a long wait for I'm not ready to give up.

Life holds more promise for me right now, as I ful-
fill my life's purpose through poetry, when it's
time, I will come searching for you, death.

Wading through the water of my next horizon, waves
lapping gently against me as I'm purified crossing
over.

Leaving earth and it's temptations behind in order
to grasp the holiness of life in heaven with God
alone.