Everlasting Breath

As the time goes wild,
Old lady devotion rests at the age of seventy
Reminiscing God's script of the young child
A moment with boy of melancholy

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The lovebirds which never had a chance
Risking their life choosing eternal misery
Her dearest boy looking old perchance
That weary-looking face became some strange evanesity

Hereupon, as she close her eyes
Seven precious minutes of dying
Waiting while tracing her boy's silhouette eyes
Alone with the only love she spent a lifetime holding.