Transition
Bones cracking,
Cord worning out,
Flesh falling,
Beauty fading,
Yesterday memories,
Miraculously vanishing,
Time awaits none,
The young sweet essence,
The Old strong burden,
When the eyes dim,
The wonders of the Alligator sky,
Now seems a mirage,
He must now wish above all,
To return to where he came from.
G.S.'Nuel
Sunday, 4 October 2015
Transition
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