i.

This life,
But a quick moment's flash;
We withereth as flower's
We dissapeareth like grass.

ii.

Born into the next eternity
Rebirthed into living;
I shalt giveth every last breath
Because the time is verily leaving.

iii.

I won't taketh thou for granted
I wilt giveth all mine love;
To thee mine queen,
To thee mine jane-
Mine own being
And dove.

iv.

O' we art here but for
A second, O' we cometh
To learn, then moveth on;
I shalt loveth thee in the morn
And dusk, in dying sun's, and
Mournful song's.

v.

And even when I passeth
On, I'll findeth thou then
To, mine spirit's lively, it
Knoweth what it needeth,
Not undeciding- for I am
Thou, meaning I am you.



©Brandon Nagley
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)
©Lonesome poet's poetry