Concerning Sorrow

by Shane D. Moore - Sagittarius

“There is not a sound like it known,
A mother mourning for her own.”-Shane D. Moore
“CONCERNING SORROW”
A teardrop leaves it’s trail of sorrow,
Down the face of no tomorrow,
Blissful times forever ended,
Happiness has been offended,
The drummer boy does not play,
One tin soldier marched away,
The mockingbird does not warble,
The diamond ring is but a marble,
A fountain spring no longer rushes,
Angelic choirs are all in hushes,
Colors now are black and white,
Hopelessness now rules the night,
Hearing misery with the rain,
In my world of grief and pain.
SHANE D. MOORE
6/28/1999
Copyright #SM99G6   99
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Birth sign: Sagittarius
Date created: 1999-07-18 17:47:04
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:41:15
Poem ID: 52924

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