Father Sadness

Father Sadness Coupled sadness swept me away, Unnoticed he slipt twixt happiness and self as to say “Enuff of that”. He of silent step razored sharp sense, weary hand poised to balance lives. She holding the hourglass of love, The will to turn to show she should. What marriage is this life bid to bind at the alter of our love, whilst suffering plays major key. Whose chorus lay down bitter-sweet note that choke and will not go down, though swallow we must, or give offense. Bridesmaids of hope and fate dressed in smiles cut to quick cloth spun by clutching, desperate hands. Whose get compassion and empathy, birthed from crack sadness full fleshed thrust into heart shattering reality, uniting, reminding, in this we are one. Oh sweet sadness I could not a finer marriage make, nor love less than your twin, happiness.