Death’s Door by Tamsen Grace

I never understood what death’s door really meant,

until I stood there, holding my fathers hand as I waited for him to walk through it

my mother ran right through when I wasn’t looking

later, I saw it creeping open for me

and I pushed back against it with all my strength,

until it slammed back shut

now I am conscious of that door

I’m not worried so much anymore about dying and walking through,

but about not living enough

before I get there


Tamsen Grace is a published poet,  a Ford Model of Courage, an artist and a cancer survivor.  She is the author of two poetry books “Skeletons in My Closet” and  “Dismantling Cinderella” published by Creative Talents Unleashed. She has been published in numerous anthologies, magazines and online sites. Tamsen was a 2018 Pushcart Prize Nominee.

Tamsen Grace lives in the Midwest with her children. She enjoys reading, writing, biking and teaching children Martial Arts


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