Dateless

Dates mean nothing. The poems are just ordered as I please. I believe I still have a mostly accurate account of dates elsewhere.

Sunday, August 28, 2022

"Destiny"

  Destiny

Destiny is seldom as it seems

From life to life, the love will see extremes

From loving of one lover for another

To loving child for sake of loving mother

A cry across all time for loving of

A soul that cries it's always been in love

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