Treasure Island

Weniki Mahyna

(September 10,1999 / Hawaii)

Time


Time for my birth,
a child of the Earth.
Time for my life,
though sharp like a knife.
Time for my love,
pure like a dove.
Time for my child,
a gift from above.
Time for my Death.
Do not cry.
It is time for me to feel
Heaven's gentle touch.

Submitted: Saturday, September 07, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 09, 2013

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