
O’er the waves we sail,
To slow time’s pace but do fail,
Futile to prevail.
Tragedy so strikes,
Time it slows no speed it likes,
Through the heart it spikes.
by L. M. Montes
O’er the waves we sail,
To slow time’s pace but do fail,
Futile to prevail.
Tragedy so strikes,
Time it slows no speed it likes,
Through the heart it spikes.
by L. M. Montes