SF (June 17 1942 / Troy New York)

When Beauty Dies

And Youth is no more
And she who made our dreams sing
Can no longer utter a single sound-
How lost and far away
Is all the Hope we had once
That we would live in Love forever-

by Shalom Freedman

Comments (1)

How come people don't know that beauty is skin deep? the sorry state of mind..This poem speaks about the reality of life, so the relationship should be nurtured with respect and care.