Where Hath The Day Gone

I wrote this in old English because it sounded cool that way.


Where hath the day gone,

And why so quickly?

Dost thou remember

When it was morning?

I feel a small sadness,

For I hath wasted thy day,

And it shall be last

Of the restful ones.

So I ask thee,

Where hath the day gone?

Why can it not

Come back again?

The End

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