The world slowly spinning:
one of the few constants of life.
Growing up, we learned the sun’s rays
were not to be charged
with waking us in the morning.
Schedules change;
excuses are made.
Life greets us with delicious variety.
Someday,
when we’ve managed to **** each other off,
one thing will remain:
the world slowly spinning.
Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 2:11 PM UTC
The world slowly spinning:
one of the few constants of life.
Growing up, we learned the sun’s rays
were not to be charged
with waking us in the morning.
Schedules change;
excuses are made.
Life greets us with delicious variety.
Someday,
when we’ve managed to **** each other off,
one thing will remain:
the world slowly spinning.
6 February 2012.
high school poetry assignment. grade unknown.
© 2012 by Lorenzo Soldera. All rights reserved.
