Promises of Peace
Promises of Peace
I've seen many old strong heads to which age is beautiful
Grace of youth is all beyond; they have all been strangely quiet,
Soundless, health and also integrity is known to the full
Strangely enough they've been in life well tempered by it.
Alas there walks a young man has not slept his years are at war
So of foreign and civil but seems like the formers worse,
But now the old can breathe now in safety the are
They have forgotten what youth meant; nor has being perverse.
Then the fools running the gauntlet alas getting cut
Of the five sense by whips and especially by me,
I wish to live a long, so very long as if it were but
For all in good trades in those fevers tranquility.
Been thinking as though of entire and of sweet in the grave
How shall the dead taste the all-inclusive deep treasure they have.
Written: 11/21/14
Theresa Marie
Copyright © Theresa Cw | Year Posted 2015
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