Me and My Dear Ones

Me and my dear ones In the crew of life I try to settle myself in strife Knowing these moons will disappear But still struggling like Shakespeare He gives me and I take And I spend lavishly on folk fake Expecting one day I’d conquer hearts But their temptation foils and thwarts And I still left under the sky of allay Scorching in the whole prickly noonday Many times I cry without tears Due to the sincerity and love of my dears The baby innocent like an ambler Entertains and acts as a dabbler The world rest on hope and I see They’ve started acknowledging me a wee.