He lay on feathers but not a quill <br />His words were there <br />His voice was still <br />His spirit left <br />With the dawn chill <br />His words live on <br />After the ringing of the bell <br />We all whisper Poet <br />We knew him well <br /> <br />June 2008<br /><br />Allan James Saywell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/death-of-a-poet-3/
