Lights First Touch Poem by kelly Martini

Lights First Touch



When light first touch
On painted ground
The last day is short and small
Barley noticeable
Among the living
Today could be our last
Time to see and time to breath
Comes from life
Comes from love
Turn to dust when time has gone
When all has gone

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