Seven Years Poem by James McLain
Seven Years
Rating: ★5.0
Compared to eternity,
life is to long one last song.
I have struggled to learn them all.
Death does as well here play chess.
Alternate is each reality,
where colours like brown are not green.
And up through each bush,
grows a tree.
Sunday, December 1, 2013
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4/16/2024 5:56:52 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Hi iip.... Sad music I heard your voice, This is not like you! is everything OK? :) Tsira