How Sad True Sadness
There was a sadness I revered
But never possessed,
Because there was youth
And hope to spare,
But as youth ebbs,
And hope recedes,
I know that sadness for real,
And how sad true sadness feels.
Copyright © Carl Halling | Year Posted 2015
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