We shouldn’t resent the mayflies
But we do,
So full of life for a season
Long legs and breasts a-bursting
In a few years career and kids will take their toll
But tonight they’re timeless
And we yearn to be with them
Those doors are closed now
Yet do I pick at the lock
So I might be young, again.
Mayflies
23 May 2018 Leave a comment
in Poems Tags: inspiration, Philosophy, Poetry, writing, Zen