When After Fifteen Minutes


When after fifteen-minutes,
I haven’t breathed at all,
It’s best to snuff the candle out,
I answered Final Call;
No need to get upset, dear,
For souls can never cease,
You know we’re still together,
And for sure I’m now at peace.

When, after fifteen-hours,
You’re wondering what is now,
The tears are often coming,
And heavy hangs your brow,
You’ll find my words of comfort,
Behind the mourner’s hearse,
My poems are always with you,
My love in every verse.

When after fifteen-days, dear,
Though past has never fled,
It’s time perhaps to better think,
Of good times still ahead,
To live in hearts you leave behind,
Is not to die but live,
With memories I leave behind,
There’s still so much to give.

When fifteen-years elapses,
I’m still a passing thought,
I hope my life and passing was,
A lesson fondly taught,
Then you will know the path to me,
And all you ever knew,
In garden bower where we once met,
Is where I wait for you.

Poetry of Michael Walsh

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