Bequeathed precipitously;
Like water deviating
From dimpled hands
Succumbed to gravity’s veil.
You now meander amply
Along a boundless terrace
In tandem with
The three unswerving canines.
Absolved from sullen burials;
My youthfulness prevented
Imperative
Desires to quiescently
Declare; “farewell”.

This poem was written/submitted by Domenic Scopa.