Untitled

Poem By Virginia Lee Martin

Society cares not
What becomes of him.
He is just another
Grain of sand in
The hour glass of life.
All of his friends
Have gone on before him.
What will he leave
Behind with the
Setting of the sun?
His great love will
Live in the reminiscence
Of his four sons.

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