Looking as it seem beautiful one's are gone Atmosphere sending vibes if they are yet to be born The whole steer with wrinkled faces and bent back I abode in the great minds of valley As my spirit took me back to agies When they were once pretty damsels and princes The havoc of growth which caused the beauty of nature to rot As it gives an unpleasant notion with a question dot How everyone were in their youthful days Young as if they were never going to age Like their enjoyment will never fade Never do they know it's by time A time where happiness ran to show their beauty around Then different suitors came in abound But now what happens? Beauty once born, forever given But in time will it be driven By the nature of time and growth will it be forever gone