Life's Theatre
Our theatre's curtains slowly fall
and gone behind them
the loveliness and all that beauty
we’d always known to be
too fine for such as we.
They were only ever ours to wonder at,
to touch, to taste and savour,
briefly.
Where they were is once again,
all that which is our own.
Reality.
Copyright © Red Omara | Year Posted 2013
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