Do you think we will grow old
In a way that doesn’t hurt
I feel I hold a hundred years
And am not an infant yet
My skin is stretched and then it folds
What are the church bells ringing for?
Will my eyes close and then go blind
Before I get used to the light?
Livia von Gossler is a seventeen-year-old high school student. She is currently living in British Columbia, Canada. A goal of hers is to study English at university. Always interested in literature, she’s been writing poetry for years and participated in multiple poetry events. She loves poetry and how it can turn complex emotions into art. In writing she found way to cope and express her own sentiments.