As they grow up,
they all leave...
eventually.
And you--
what will become of you?
You remain the same;
But to them
you are but a shadow
of the past,
A happy memory
they may not
recognise.
Since they all grow up and leave,
you need to move on too--
Yes, move on
and seek a new beginning.
HBY,
13 November 2015.
YOU ARE READING
Overflowing
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry I have written throughout the years, whenever my head is overflowing with thoughts and my heart with emotions.
