C’est la vie Al

I read Byron last night
Flooded with pleasure
My throat grew tight
With memories of leisure
Time passed burning bright
In the grey night measure

Is this what is it like to grow old or is it folly
Makes us remember as told in melancholy

April 27, 2022

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Another good bye
Another mother
Passes by
Sigh I utter
A crying eye
How I suffer
For a stranger’s pain
Becomes world insane.

April 26, 2022


© 2022 Alain de Sade

Walk
And I will walk beside you

We
Will go the distance

Water
Or solid ground may come

We
In being one

Will
Reach the beyond

We
By our sheer

Will
Can make it across the terrain

Being one!

April 28, 2017