(poems from my youth)

The Hibernation.

life is dyin'
folks a cryin'
my mental clock is tryin'
to drop me a hint that
it's time to close
my eyes
and rest.

asi close my eyes,
and stop looking,
close your eyes
and rest with me

and let us return,
when the resurrection occurs,
when the emergence transpires,

when the rekindling begins,
and we'll return stronger than ever,
and resurface with more images
Mark Anthony Thomas
Copyrighted in 2000.

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