Disappear
Young eyes so full and wide
Thinking a world so stationary
As if it were a picture
Where happiness is forever entombed
Over the faces of loved ones
It's so very picturesque
We fancy not our futures
Of ever being apart
But the cracks are there
Like driftwood
We go where the river carries
And our destinations
Are not the same
In due time
They all
Disappear
Copyright © Christopher Goss | Year Posted 2018
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