Hopeul LivingA Poem by AlexPoem about Man
Starting end lay man's life,
On a crumbling bed with wife at side, Dreaming dreams of hopeful calming tide, Where his worries to him will forever hide. Waking up, Shaking cup, To lay in the mouth a trembling ageing brush, Man will live, To purpose fulfilled, With everyday wake he gives himself hope. © 2017 Alex |
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Added on April 22, 2017 Last Updated on April 22, 2017 Author
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