So much sadness on the planet
Oh my, my!
Precious tears panic
Eyes are seldom dry
Love is gift wrapped
Wayward bow on top
Commitment takes a nap
full-stop
Laughter fills the atmosphere
Can’t you hear it?
Masks despair
Seizers are fit
Still, the days roll on
Hope hangs by fingernails
Many fear the dawn
Others wail
Sleep breaks the monotony
when it comes
Though temporary
follow the bread crumbs
