Sixteen
Small talk hums familiar tunes
a catchy chorus, a soft refrain
and I too can say some days stood close
to eternity, sun still, but years sprinted by.
Now that you stand more man than boy.
what is left to be sung of time?
Writer & Teacher
Writer & Teacher
Sixteen
Small talk hums familiar tunes
a catchy chorus, a soft refrain
and I too can say some days stood close
to eternity, sun still, but years sprinted by.
Now that you stand more man than boy.
what is left to be sung of time?
Danielle Ann Verwers 