A life time of worries
The clinging of woe
The blackness of night
In its own darkish glow
Surley we will wonder
If it comes from with-in
This self-center fear
We somehow now spin
Yet still with daylight
We ask if it’s not true
Will this dread not linger
Deep, within me and you
4 comments:
I awake n tell the dread
It isin't true
Love isin't dead...
Keep going, I do
Hear more bad news
Mess with my head
Tell me a clue
Too many have bled
Snaggle:
Tho death will not answer
in our souls it does hide
News is not always bad
but most makes me cry
Yes it will mess up my head
and I still don't know why
**
have a great day
Worry is not good. I like your thought on this, Ellis.
Lynn:
True we spend to much time worrying
when we mostly cant do a thing about it.
Thanks for dropping bye
Post a Comment