POSTLIFE TIME

Found herself long in the tooth Burdened with responsibilities As the clock kept ticking Being hospitable began to wane Regardless of hope keeping in touch Working harder had become symbolic For she had a negligible threshold That supremely played a crucial part A part in soaking all the fitness up Until she lost the spiritedness Did all she accessed for the fruits Bore all the affliction of misfortune Spoke many languages to herself Walked long miles wall-to-wall But couldn't control her fate This heightened sensivity was a sword Double-edged through the feelings At times sympathy was highly valuable The blues discerned from the seeds The high sensitivity to others' emotions Amid such grief, she's into being mellow Avoided and crossed numerous arrows The Omniscient providing for her with pillow Here comes the relief, there goes the sorrows Behold, it's time for the land to remain fallow