As i sit here waiting to become
One with the earth again
For she is truly my mother supreme
As life is formed from her
So in death we become one
For though time withered me away
I bare not even a grudge
As i have perceived things
Others only wish to crave
I have seen young lovers held
In an embrace full of passion
Anxious for their first kiss
For it is to be the beginning
To find their true soul complete
For though i have seen others love
Passing buy with every season
I remain here in lonely matrimony
Forgotten by those brought together
By my humble existence
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