like the last strand to grey
I know it's inevitable
but I am not allowed before my turn
and so I wait.....
I wait...
like the last grain scooped in a palm
I know it's inevitable
but I am not allowed before my turn
and so I wait...
I wait...
like the last seed to splutter
I know it's inevitable
but I am not allowed before my turn
and so I wait...
I wait...
like the last breath to leave my side
I know it's inevitable
but I am not allowed before my turn
and so I wait..
and so I wait like them all to be the last
for once in life and to cherish all the ones till the lasts
as long as they last.....
1 comment:
I did not want it ....
the first strand to grey..
I know it's inevitable..
but why me before before my turn??
and so I wait..
more to happen..
in turn..
or out of turn..
.....
.....
:)
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