Brevity Of Youth Poem by chris dawson

Brevity Of Youth



A pretty face

A graceful neck

Eyes that smile at will

Tender hands

From slender arms

She holds her youth so still

Those gentle lips

That clearest skin

Vigour radiates

But in little time

That phase has passed

The cruellest of fates

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