And So It Begins
And so it begins
by ~H~
The sun was rising on a frozen morn
The air is still and the dawn is cold
I greet this day out of sadness born
My heart is heavy and my tears are old
The sky is but pallor of grey
No birdsong greets my ears
I hide behind my mask of clay
Perfected over the years
Has he abandoned me to this fate
Am I to walk this life alone
No lover or even a loving soul mate
No place my heart can call a home
The moon is rising on a frigid night
A plane thunders high over head
I cry to the heavens to hear my plight
As tears soak into my lonely bed
The sun is rising on a frigid morn
The same as every other day
I greet that day with loathing and scorn
And behind my mask go on my way
-End-
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