Terrible times do occur
Marching lines, men’s faces obscure
No more joy, lightly skipping breeze
Heartache, morse pretty bleak.
Then the sun shines oh so bright
Lighting the way both day and night
No more tears, sadness blame
All is well once again.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Terrible times do occur
Marching lines, men’s faces obscure
No more joy, lightly skipping breeze
Heartache, morse pretty bleak.
Then the sun shines oh so bright
Lighting the way both day and night
No more tears, sadness blame
All is well once again.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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