LIFE'S SHORT

Sun kissed

Moon licks

Night hugged

Day shrugs.

Wind howled

Air hushes

Guns pounded

Paint brushes.

Music sang

Ear listens

Anger clanged

Sadness hisses.

I died

You cry

Sounds stilled

Birds fly.

God tried

You believed

Satan lies

All breathed.

After all

Life’s short

Trees tall

Build a fort.

By: Lydia Hatfield

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