Foggy Sadness
An old man staggers, mind unsteady, spirit worn,
Down dark roads where night has long been born.
Hair white as mist, eyes clouded, dim, and gray,
He murmurs low of life’s hard, bitter way.
Dusk stars lean close to hear his weary breath,
How he gave all for love, even unto death.
“I left the world behind for love’s sweet name,
And never grieved the loss, nor felt it shame.
But why I gave, that reason faded fast,
Leaving only foggy sadness at the last.”...06152026 ©LanZhan🌄朝朝暮暮🎑 安娜·梅·德拉·奇纳 안나 메이 델라 차이나...🇨🇳:1005:805
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