Sleeping Death Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sleeping Death



In slumber deep, sleeping to the sound of breathing.
During the night something has happened, unbeknownest to one sleeping right alongside in bed.
Upon awakening, with sun shining, looking over, watching for signs of life, no breathing going in or out.
Somehow during the midnight hour, God came and took her soul with Him to heaven.

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