Maybe one day
I'll have another chance
when the last flower has wilted
and the last tree has been cut down.
Maybe one day
I'll have another chance
when the last word has been spoken
and the last promise has been broken.
Maybe one day
I'll have another chance
when the sun sets one time
and it never returns.
Maybe one day
I'll have another chance
when time runs out
and I'll see you
in another life.
YOU ARE READING
dust untouched
Poetrydust untouched from the clutter in an abyss we call "minds" in various styles // trigger warning. please do be careful. highest rank: #38
