'What's life? It's the flash of a firefly in the night.It's the breath of a buffalo in the winter time.It's the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.'-Unknown, Coffee News Metrowest. <br /> <br /> These days I quit reading <br /> all the long articles in the papers <br /> Except obituaries and horoscopes? <br /> I told my beloved <br /> When she inquired; <br /> 'Darling! We must take some <br /> close-up sepia colour photos, <br /> perhaps one day they publish <br /> in this column, <br /> At least that we have survived here <br /> as a spicy-Cookery teacher <br /> and an old mad-scribbler? ' <br /> 'Then you said once <br /> Bards never die? ' <br /> And she cried. <br /> 'No darling! We never die <br /> Only passing away <br /> from this cruel World.' <br /> I pacified her. <br /> <br />to that mystic woman Laila or Edeath who roams around in my faded dreams and undress in front of my beloved? I am scared not the death but women in nude? <br /> <br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-ever-loving-memory-of-so-so/
