Alone

You come into this world alone
Friends come
Friends go
Good times
And bad times pass
Boyfriends, girlfriends
Husbands, wives
Come and go
If not by volition
Then by death
And you go out of his world alone

Bob Boyd

Author: BobBoyd

79, cancer survivor, work out 3 times a week, ride exercise bike 60 minutes daily. Kundalini energy rising since age 27, began writing poetry October 2023. Pisces, which may be why I have fish for pets, read and listened to many NDEs, Shared Death Visions, and Death Bed Visions, see death as the awakening of a lifetime and the ultimate relocation.

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