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Blain
Chambers
Ode to Loss |
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Sadly I think of songs unsung of important things left undone. To make a wish of truth not said, a knowing nod or darting glance. Poems not mused and life unused, not a man I can say I knew. No one knows the demons fought, of battles won or battles lost. Sorrow and pity and possibly shame, the tears I cry for those that remain. It is God's will I bitterly sigh, a tear drop drips and time drags by. Memories of happier times come to mind, the earth shall turn and the sun shall shine. Mercifully yesterday falls behind. A cruel hill to climb, a desert to cross and ocean of sadness, a sea of loss. Sadly I think of songs unsung of important things left undone. To make a wish of truth not said, a knowing nod or darting glance. Poems not mused and life unused, not a man I can say I knew. Sorrow and pity and possibly shame, the tears I cry for those that remain. It is God's will I bitterly sigh. A tear drop drips and time drags by. Memories of happier times come to mind, the earth shall turn and the sun shall shine, the earth shall turn and the sun shall shine, mercifully yesterday falls behind.