No Much Time Left Poem by George Samuel

No Much Time Left



Here these grey hair!
If you count them, grow at night.
Some wither quicker than the rose;
And warn you how far you have come'.
A trophy that cannot hid.

It's hard to count what's gone;
But now you can see no turning back '.
In beauty they shine;
Could also mean no Time left '.

Monday, May 1, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: hair
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