Alone Again
Many years have passed me here
Sitting on this old mat
Like a speeding train
None of who have passed, never looked back
The rising sun
Has chased away the morning dew
And many time I wondered
Why my friends are so few
Hot days give way to the evening mist
Who will be by companion tonight?
I dread when the evening cometh
The wild dogs and I will fight again
Copyright © Dennis Williams | Year Posted 2015
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