Keith O.J. Hunt Poet Free verse

Cry Me a Little Angel

Cry me a little angel,
  shed a tear for the world,
  for all its misery,
  and deep-dark mysteries,
  its empty promises...
  its temporal-sting;
  that we shall only live 'til death

Cry me a little angel,
  though for all these dreary-dark things;
  that I shan't despair no more ---
  but act as thee:
  and learn to dance, and cry, and sing

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Heidi Sands February 21, 2017 at 6:21 PM What an ending! Very well written Keith :) Keith O.J. Hunt February 21, 2017 at 6:43 PM Thanks Heidi, I always strive to make my endings a transcending summation, very happy you enjoyed!;-)

Carolyn Devonshire November 1, 2016 at 1:43 PM Keith, you take us from sadness and regret in the first verse to the promise of hope in the second. Somehow, the deep-dark mysteries and their "empty promises" seem to afflict everyone. Those who "learn to dance, and cry, and sing" are the lucky ones who manage to find happiness in a struggling society. Brilliant as always, my friend. Sending hugs to you, Carolyn Keith O.J. Hunt November 1, 2016 at 4:58 PM Many thanks Carolyn, I'm rather fond of the closing lines myself Many hugs back! Keith