Leave the Sorrow Far Behind
S-eptember fifteenth morn,
H-azy night has passed by;
E-vening shadows are gone,
R-ays are shining in the sky.
R-ight there in the meadow
Y-ews are evergreen;
L-eaves of grass are swaying in the one beautiful scene.
P-en and pad of mine
A-re both conspirators;
S-oothing sentences written
C-omfort you in gentle force.
U-se the special moment
A-s a tool to ease your mind;
L-et your heart and soul leave the sorrow far behind.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2016
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