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Hello!!
I just loved poetry since I was a kid..I am fond of making them so I've decided to start this thread..
This poem is related to what happened after the Great Battle and to the Epilogue. Death and new life...
-When Our Time Comes-
As the wind blows warmly,
The sun shows it proud rays.
In a time where life is enjoyed happily,
Nights grew short as well as the days.
Each sunset comes the sunrise,
Each life ended comes a new start.
We merely notice that the time flies,
But remember this my dear sweetheart.
We must enjoy what we can,
And we must live life without regrets.
For when our lives end,
We will face our untimely deaths.
Poems:
When Our Time Comes