Life Is a Breath
Why are you weary?
This life is but a breath.
Time is always passing.
In time, you will rest.
At the noonday, fear set in.
Journey on to midnight again.
"Bite-Size Poem"
Copyright © Eugenia Fain | Year Posted 2021
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