This old world
When this old world is troublin’ me
And I can’t make sense of what I see
I close my eyes and think again
Of the wonders to behold with no need to pretend
These times can make you sad
When all you see is the bad
But the world will still turn in its way
And I’ll wake up to a bright new day
These troubles will soon be memories
To bring a tear to my eye in what will be
So remember after each dark night
There will be a morning sun in sparkling light.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Copyright © Paul Warren | Year Posted 2023
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