The Times They Are a Changing
Sometimes the good present
Just melts away
In the middle of a grin
Then when all that was, isn’t
That stark dismay
Takes the place where joy had been
Written by: Diana J Legun
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2022
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