Though few our days may be

Like a handful of gold,

We should not sting like a bee;

The amount of joy we share

We will reap in a hundred folds.

 

Though few our breaths may be,

Our power to love

Endless, undying, ever and free

But whichever path we choose,

Time holds us in his noose.

 

Author’s Bio – Akinkuolie Oluwaseyi is a Nigerian Literature-in-English teacher who is in love with poetry.

 

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