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The lonesome lane

The pour and shower has just gone by 
The lumps of clouds are moving out of the sky 
The blessing is glistening on the stone paved road 
And the hollow holes becoming broad 
Along the lonesome lane 

The dried up drops let alone your heart 
Of something pleasant torn apart 
The glaze of the shine upon your face 
Giving you a doubt about the rest of the race 
Around the lonesome lane 

You wait on the corridor 
Expecting someone to be at the door 
You lean on the wall of darkness
Waiting for company, in distress 
Across the lonesome lane 

The loveliest spring comes after winter 
With goes away all your splinter 
You help yourself with the lay of flower beds 
Holding onto this merriment you always head
Down the lonesome lane

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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