A frame of mind
Yet innocent,
Be a time
Beneficent,
In a face
Speaks sincere,
Of a wish,
Wants feel
The caress
Of a kiss,
Finds give way
To discover,
The onset of bliss!
A frame of mind
Yet innocent,
Be a time
Beneficent,
In a face
Speaks sincere,
Of a wish,
Wants feel
The caress
Of a kiss,
Finds give way
To discover,
The onset of bliss!
I see the face,
A crowded place
That tells of life,
Would indicate
A past so filled,
Yet but depicts
A slightest trace
Of puerile days,
To hoary layers
Of crinkly grace,
Time so risks take
What’s left to hold
That offers hope
For man so bold,
To skirt a while
His resting place,
And he not find
The face he’d known
Now buried neath
A senescent waste!