Tuesday, August 20, 2013

The Idle Age






Catched me falling
In idle age
Kids must grow
I’m out of space
Standing under
Marquee moon
Shooting stars
Will land soon

Catched me flying
In idle age
Where the winds
Are my kin
Feeling brand old
Like red holiday
In idle age
Grass was green

Hamilton Guilherme, August 20th, 2013
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