LIFE IS
Like the slowly fading memories
of the distant days of yore,
And cries of epic battles,
bathed in blood and gore.
Like the spring that melts a snowflake,
or the wind that takes a leaf,
like a sunset's shimmering beauty
who's reign is far too brief.
of the distant days of yore,
And cries of epic battles,
bathed in blood and gore.
Like the spring that melts a snowflake,
or the wind that takes a leaf,
like a sunset's shimmering beauty
who's reign is far too brief.