Worldprose

So now take the wait and count the cost

For a ruined life and this summer lost
The hardy heart that beats fit to burst
Point out the way for next summer’s mirth
Though momentarily lost in fleeting tales
This season will wane; rise up on spring’s sails
For if one thing is certain it is life renews
You’ll never win nor break these thews

Knowing what I know now
If I had just a small amount
Of your innocent vitality,
I could rule the entire world
Before we’d even had breakfast.