Inevitable
The stars may shine,
And the moon may glow.
Throughout all time,
Putting on an eternal show.
But each Star will fall,
And the moon shall fade.
Wether big or small,
Wether born or made.
For everything has a time,
That slowly ticks away.
Even this rhyme,
Shall fade away.
So saver each moment,
Saver the glory.
For each is important,
It's a part of your story.
Copyright © Rose Thorn | Year Posted 2022
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