Look Cold Upon

look cold upon this rain soaked ground
for it holds the sands below
of times when all my bones were sound
and of when my eyes did glow.

for once this earth was gold with light
and on its lawns my heart had played
with sharper mind and spirit’s flight
did I waste this youth away.

but now the storm of age has come
and with it clouds of grey remorse
skies held abandoned by the sun
that shone upon my life’s full course.

2 comments

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s