She has travelled through time and space,
She smiled and has selected the solace,
Her heart and life's void of privileges,
The silver lines over her head grew dense by each day, apart from the treasured life, her spunk startled over passing days and nights.
Her life's next door leading her towards sheer new life,
As young and courageous heart she has, no isolation left her in disgrace.
Monday, 12 January 2015
OLD, YOUNG LADY
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