THE HUMAN ANVIL

When I am Old

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When I am old,
With no control,
Take me away, far from home,
To all valleys I forgot to roam,
Near sea and it’s sapphire calm,
Along roads, threading amber farm,
Atop mountains, deep in thoughtful cloud,
Within cities and its forgotten crowd,
When I am old,
With no control,
Take my body, yes,
But free my soul.

When I am old,
With no control.

Comments

6 responses to “When I am Old”

  1. varjakBaby Avatar
    varjakBaby

    Very nice. Thank you for writing this. : )

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    1. TheHumanAnvil Avatar
      TheHumanAnvil

      Hi! Thank you for reading 😊

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      1. varjakBaby Avatar
        varjakBaby

        Sure.

        Reply
  2. d.a.simpsonwriter Avatar
    d.a.simpsonwriter

    Very exquisitely crafted wish that we should all embrace

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    1. TheHumanAnvil Avatar
      TheHumanAnvil

      That’s a great thought 👍

      Reply
      1. d.a.simpsonwriter Avatar
        d.a.simpsonwriter

        Very many blessings always

        Reply

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