Saturday, November 14, 2015


Weary, weary soul

Traveled far and long

Roads gone up

Roads gone down

Sometimes circled round

Weary, weary soul

No sun to lift your head

Eyes cast down

Shoulders sunk

Heart in a pit of despair

Weary, weary soul

Clouds hang low

Colors dark

Trees with leaves no more

Winter's here with chilling air

Your life is far too short

Weary, weary soul

Best carry on, expecting more

March forth as soldiers do

The sun will shine and you will see

Winter's gone as love comes

greeting you


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  1. I absolutely love this token of expression. Thanks for sharing. Stopping by as your neighbor from FMF.