BEAUTY
Is bound to the law of ageing, recardless.
By Irene Mugang Narewec Published 2 years ago • 1 min read
By Irene Mugang Narewec
Hi beautiful
You came from above
From the top of my highest mountain that's measure 4,509 meters tall
By my young brother who just found his true love
You must have resemble her beauty
That's why he took you with him
And you sat on my table
My little world glow
But now you are only a beautiful memory
You tell me that beauty won't last
Wherever we originate from
We are not immune to the law of ageing
I pray that when beauty fades
My young brother will still in - love
About the Creator
Irene Mugang Narewec
I got inspired and motivated by other people's work. Their books and teachings molded me to become a leader and agent of change. Am here to give back to the world.
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