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-