Vivid episodes of life.
Listening to the wind speak.
Hearing time play with its knife.
Grieving, pleading to carry on.
Sorrowful eyes remain bleak.
As time shrouds itself as death.
Vivid episodes of life,
Sorrowful eyes remain bleak.
Listening to tidings of strife.
Cries are heard of joy.
Outside children dance and squeak.
As time is death, it is also life.
Nice hopeful note at the end. I like what you have done w your blog.
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