Immortal
The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and nature sink in years, But thou
shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the wars of elements,
The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds.
-Joseph Addison
The old man sat in his rickety, old chair
waiving his hand, motioning at you to make haste.
Saying gently, I look upon you
with a measure of distaste.
You who have seen the world
pass by, and before you unfurled.
And what have you done,
but been an apathetic viewer.
A model to none
and a guardian to fewer.
What has gone by cannot be undone.
Things cannot change.
Regret is so strange.















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