Aged
people with their faces
barren they come
barren they go
like a night
without stars
the clouds took
when once
not a patch
of shadow
did show
and full
was the face
that shone
a harvest moon
TL
Aged
Published inTamiko Lowery
Poetry
Aged
people with their faces
barren they come
barren they go
like a night
without stars
the clouds took
when once
not a patch
of shadow
did show
and full
was the face
that shone
a harvest moon
TL