Sonnet: Thus, The World Goes On!

The town where I was born and bred has changed A lot, so much so that I find it hard To recognize, as buildings have vanished, And mighty trees aren't found in any ward! Most mammoth trees I used to see when young Have all been razed to ground, replaced by trees Anew, and giant structures built far-flung, And newer names in graves of cemeteries! Those happiest years of childhood life are gone! The new landscape is fine, unnatural; Old-timers most have left, I feel alone, Awaiting day of my own funeral! More news of grief and woes, I hear each day! Yet, things must happen in God's destined way! Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-12-2012