🍂My flesh shivering
my body so weak...
could hardly lift a finger...
could hardly take air to breathe...
So tired with sadness...
torn worn by pain...
In my life
I stopped searching for meaning...
I have lived to my fullest...
I have given my best...
I have loved to the truest...
Now...
just waiting for time
to take my breath and be one with the gale...
So shall my sadness and pain be gone
then shall my meaning be mine...🍂
Manuelle Augustine
