A Sight Before Morrow Falls
A small dollop of light,
Set upon the eastern falls;
The waters glitter downward
And into night-
A distant roar,
As morrow calls.
And the frame of yesterday
Beckons memory,
And nostalgic reminiscents
Be etched forever upon it's walls.
While our worlds made of clay
So break and pass away;
The immortal heart,
With love, recall.
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