Limbs swaying, and yielding,
Made weak by age, and pain,
Lumbered, through the fencing,
On their ordinary lane.
The halter hanged unclosed,
On bony and frail cheeks,
And her ache and grieve dozed,
On Summer’s last weeks.
Despite tenacity- Kronos took
As tribute the last untamed spark
And bewitched by his look
A proud athlete into a wreck!
With Winter a vanquished Amazon
Vanishes with the dust of decay
Into the peaceful world of shadows
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