50 soon.
The moon
Will wax and wane
As it must.
And the sun will rise and set
On my joy and regret.
Everything will remain
The same.
And the dust
Laughs at my lust
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K Morris - Poet 
I love this one, the rhythm and the words – the dust will laugh…
Thank you, I’m pleased you like it. All the best – Kevin