Tired Old Heart
My heart is old and tired
I wonder how long it will last?
I try to run to the future
But I can't seem to outrun my past
I must stay focused
I must continue to fight
I can feel the cold of death
Even now as I write
Death will come for us all
It gives chase our whole life
For some it brings peace
For some only strife
Life is beautiful and ugly
So never lose sight
Live long and love hard
And always hold on tight
Copyright © Mark Koplin | Year Posted 2020
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