Saturday, December 20, 2014

For All The Good Of The Day

for all the good of the day
she sought
the places where youths did play
a few kind words to say
a light to make her darkness grey
but none was found
nor could be bought

for all the good of the day
she searched
the places where lovers kiss
and laugh of that and this
so her malaise she could dismiss
but hours downed
she still felt hurt

for all the good of the day
she looked
inside her heart for delight
a love that offered might
to help her make it through the night
but tightly wound
her hands still shook

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