|Re: My Poetry|
Subject: Re: My Poetry
by theone on 2012/5/24 9:47:18
No comments, guys?
The graves of the dead, so full of glory
Here lies some hero of olden times, dead
The paths he thread, so glorious yet sorry
Is he not but dead, his years filled with lead?
All this time, whatever one does in life
The way may be long or short and easy
It may be fun or filled with lots of strife
One will still end up at the grave, queasy