Post by Raymond Neely on Jan 12, 2012 12:51:17 GMT -5
by Raymond Neely
Viewing, absorbing the sorrow
from every dark and cotton sleeve,
downtrodden folks weeping away,
wrenching sobs I hear carrying,
enamoring daylight and night.
Heavy day, laden tomorrow,
you gray foretells all of our days,
none of the haggard marrying.
No vile of sunshine to borrow,
for vagrant and tear stained mothers.
Frowning fog expresses sorrow
it seems each and every day.
If you If you had one way tomorrow,
a bright happy hood should stay.
Viewing, absorbing the sorrow
from every dark and cotton sleeve,
downtrodden folks weeping away,
wrenching sobs I hear carrying,
enamoring daylight and night.
Heavy day, laden tomorrow,
you gray foretells all of our days,
none of the haggard marrying.
No vile of sunshine to borrow,
for vagrant and tear stained mothers.
Frowning fog expresses sorrow
it seems each and every day.
If you If you had one way tomorrow,
a bright happy hood should stay.