To the end

#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo Day 13

Old bones hold memories
Crumbling in the dust
Ivory turns to decay when
The lark has flown away
Dispersing the melody
Once resonating in the nest
Now empty, dusty, creaky
Recollections lie scattered
Broken, sunburnt, and weary

Poetry inspired by the book cover for C. Lockhart-Gordon. To the End. London: John F. Shaw and Co., 1898[?] — Source.