Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Strong Spark Of Life

The frail old lady is shrivelled and weak
Yet she continues to hang on tight
To the immobile shrunken thing that
Is her life, and it is a losing fight
I suppose she must know,
Having outlived all her friends,
She strives, alone, to draw each
Breath, before the whole thing ends...

No comments:

Post a Comment