AN ODE TO THE ELD

OLD BUT WAS TOLD

BY AGES BOLD

MANY A LORE

THE DEEDS OF LORD

THE LOVESOME DUSTS ON BOARD

THE VANILLIN MISTS

THE BOOKS THAT BORE

DEARY, YOU LOOK TIRED

AS SOME PRETERISTS YOU DID HIRE

YOU ARE NEVER GONE

NEVER SHALL YOU GO

LOVEY, HAVE YOU BROUGHT

AN ERA YOU REWOKE

BELOVED, HAVE YOU GOT

AN HOUR GLASS THAT BROKE

©LIL ARCHA