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Longivity


As you lay your head down,

not knowing what to think.

Your mind drifts to the seas,

getting ready to sink.

 

You look to the skies,

giving you new hope.

Like the gaurdians of heaven,

casting down a rope.

 

Ascending to the air,

like the wings of a dove.

Progressing through life,

with help from above.

 

                -Courtney Spruils

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