There was a sadness I revered,
But never possessed,
Because there was youth
And hope to spare,
But as youth ebbs,
And hope recedes,
I know that sadness for real,
And how sad true sadness feels.
How Sad True Sadness
Published inSorrow
There was a sadness I revered,
But never possessed,
Because there was youth
And hope to spare,
But as youth ebbs,
And hope recedes,
I know that sadness for real,
And how sad true sadness feels.
Liked this, just a couple of stanzas but they pack a punch. Nicely done.
Thank you, Rob, I’m glad you enjoyed it. Carl.
Oh yes hell yes. You have a gift for using brevity well.
Thanks, Gregory, I often pack all I have to say into a few short lines. Carl.