He is an image of slow moving human frailty Holding onto the past Struggling to maintain dignity and a feeling of self worth Yet, life is like a candle Lighted at birth to shine brightly However, one day, it must inevitably fade And will eventually simply extinguish itself.
11/10/2001
Posted on 11/10/2001Copyright © 2024 Anne Howe
Ahh yes, we begin to die the minute we are born.