Days on Earth

The Elderly

Not mine, not mine…
This one I can define.

Its the loved one that died,
The departure and the loneliness that arrived,

The passing of time,
the lack of friends and internal sunshine.

I know to hide,
to realize the light and to fight,

Oh that I know, of that you can be sure,
I just need to find,
some new way to ease my mind.

Take your time, everything is fine,
we are all combined,
into one meaning of time.

Calm your hearth, relax your soul,
and you will find – the love for evermore.


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