MY HEART CARRIES TOO MANY SORROWS


from the ABC set SENIOR MOMENTS

My heart carries too many sorrows
Now my yesterdays out weigh my tomorrows
My spirits sit low in the grey December light
My bones grow weary in the night
I long for the spring sun upon my face
Yet I know that can never again be the case
I wait now in the quiet of another night
In hopeful expectation of the benevolent light

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Comments

Denzella | February 2, 2012 - 16:42

Hello Biggus,

A change of mood here. Senior Moments can have such an effect. But I've read on so know mood changes again.

Still a lovely concise poem.

Biggus | February 5, 2012 - 13:45

Thanks Denzella