One Day
one day these eyes will close
never to open again
one day my sounds will silence
no heart beat deep within
one day these hands will still
neither to plant or harvest good
one day my mind will stop
and it will not matter what is understood
one day i'll be as dust
just as water turns to rust
one day i'll live again
start all over begin again
Copyright © John Loving Iii | Year Posted 2013
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