Before the Death Takes Me
Before the death takes me;
I'll give my heart..
To a child who lacked laugh and joy.
Lungs ..
To a lover who breathes me air
And exhales me as a butterfly in the wind,
My eyes ..
To a painter turns me to a feather,
My hands ..
To a farmer plants me as a tree
Green all seasons,
My lips ..
To a poet sipped me as a coffee
And write me as a limitless poem ,
My feet ..
To a footsteps does not bored from the road.
And my voice ..
To a songs lives forever in the echo
;
Before the death takes me
I'll vowed me to the life .
Copyright © Fatima Nusairat | Year Posted 2014
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