I once saw death, on a mountain high, <br />Once in the desert down below. <br />I saw him coming in the changing sky, <br />As a monster wind did blow. <br /> <br />Death smiled at me so many times, <br />And then just turned away. <br />There was no warning and no ghostly chimes, <br />I've seen him in both night and day. <br /> <br />I saw him close and yet I knew, <br />He was not there for me. <br />Something in his manners gave me a clue, <br />But not something I could see. <br /> <br />And yet I know I'm not immune, <br />That I would never think. <br />He'll come again midnight or noon, <br />Once my armor starts to chink. <br /> <br />3/9/12 Alton Texas<br /><br />Juan Olivarez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-once-saw-death/
