Deathbed
I'm awake, Yes! I see the Sun!
I hear mom, calling me breakfast is ready.
I step out, common'neighbors let's have fun
Roll our sleeves,delve into the world's beauty.
Hi there Scavenger sir,you need my help?
Smile,efface that face of languor and woe
Teacher,our shepherd,our lore thanks to you,
perhaps,you'll pour my empty cup hereafter,adieu.
Profoundest gratitude,apology I offer you all
Feign that doom is phantom and savor,
"the now",by-and-by,hot,winter or fall,
Alas! existence is evanescent akin to vapor.
Copyright © Tifanie Grace | Year Posted 2016
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