Walking through these fallen leaves, I think of Ozymandias.
All things pass.
The rotten
Is soon forgotten
And all
Idols fall.
Walking through these fallen leaves, I think of Ozymandias.
All things pass.
The rotten
Is soon forgotten
And all
Idols fall.
Love that poem.
How eerily appropriate. Spot on!
Wow.
Many thanks for your kind words and liking my poem. Best wishes. Kevin
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