Ephemeral Epiphany
Like a flower that wilts,
Like a tower on stilts,
This life's just a vapour,
Bite the dust, time scraper,
Like the fall of Eden,
Like the call of Big Ben,
Time hurries rapidly,
Life scurries vapidly,
Like a wave that abates,
Like the grave that awaits,
The dew soon disappears,
Milky moon slowly clears,
Like a leaf decaying,
Like belief that's swaying,
Wax wings are temporal,
Good things ephemeral.
24th February 2023
For "Inspired by Robert Frost's Nothing Gold Can Stay" contest
Sponsor: JCB Brul
Copyright © Joanna Daniel | Year Posted 2023
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