Parading

Don’t make a

There were times my life and I made jokes together.

Intention shows

Something, something, feeding the mouth

The breath of our lives, passing from this one to that one,

We take life seriously, laugh in the face of death

“I want to live the rest of my life,

it’s no use worrying about Time

Finally I saw that worrying had come to nothing.

Futile—the Winds—