Time To Rest
Oh, my child life went flying with wind
Matured when youth was still blind
Now waiting for my destined guest
Yes! when he cometh, my time will rest.
Won second place in Poe-Etic Verse Poetry Contest sponsored by charles messina
Copyright © Jenish Somadas | Year Posted 2020
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