Reflections of the Coming Spring

Acer Sacharrum

VT

15 years old

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  • When You Are Old

    When you are old and too tired to sleep,

    Steeping like your lemon tea

    In ancient memories and dreams,

    I wonder if you’ll think of me.


    When your forehead’s deeply lined

    With remnants of the tears you cried

  • A Tired Time

    It’s a tired time we’re living in,

    A tired time indeed.

    We’re on the verge of giving in 

    To gluttony and greed.


    And we say that we are fighting,

    Yet we haven’t changed a thing.