Where are the sunshine days now winter's cold hand clasps? Still there though faded now and weak as summer never lasts Yet there in the circle promise lies and breath bated with a smile knows with reassurance it will come back in a while
©Jemverse
[An ‘ubi sunt’ poem poses a rhetorical question derived from the Latin “uni sunt qui ante nos fuerunt” (Where are those that went before us?). Indicating nostalgia, an ‘ubi sunt’ poem is about the transient nature of things].
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