Monday, 3 June 2013

A life gone by.

There's the boat
that I had rowed
to reach the ultimate destination.

There are the green patches of land
with huts and trees
the leaves withered away.

Alone did I row
Alone did I walk the fields
Alone did I sat by
to admire the trees.

Now I'm here
my spirit soars in the sky
here, i wonder
what happened to a life gone by.


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