Hold Those Tears Falling From Sullen Skies

Hold Those Tears Falling From Sullen Skies Hold those tears falling from sullen skies floods below, drown the sorrows of lost men. Enough that mother earth hears thy sad cries angelic sorrow, weep thou not in sin. Remain thee stalwart, life may reverse tides heaping on thee, joy in sweet future times. Sun again shines, ending dark, stormy rides thee shall picnic far off in fairer climes. When mortal spirits race on foolish paths happiness flows away as morning dew. Embrace thee not, misdeeds bring evil wraths walk faithful course, one that is truly new. Live life, Fate has no power in Hope's lands. For even Fate yields to angelic hands. Robert J. Lindley, 10-28-2016 Sonnet