(310/305 BC / Cyrene, Ancient Libya)

His Son - Poem by Callimachus

But twelve short years you lived, my son,
Just twelve short years, and then you died:
And now your life's brief course is run,
This grave a father's hopes doth hide.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 14, 2016

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