06 February 2015

Came a Visiting

a cold filled the air
my breath became shallow
the doorbell rang
I felt a shudder

look through the peephole
I see a cloak all in black
sickle in hand
oh, I know this man

I open the door
and invited him in
hello my friend
glad you could visit

coffee and crumpets
some small conversation
then off he goes
back searching for souls

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