To the Weary


United States
39° 59' 4.9452" N, 77° 39' 54.2376" W

The hazy red sky, bees on flowers,
How many hours until I die?
Be it obvious or be it a surprise.
How many hours until my demise?
Will it be slow or will it be quick.
How many hours until my body quits?
But does it matter how many hours
Left I have on this Earth?
It is not the number of hours,
It is their worth.

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