terrible morrow, by AJ Subscribe to rss feed for AJ


The lovely wind breeze caresses my face_
The mixture of grey and white clouds encloses the sky
All beauty embodied in takes me back to that once happy
place
Then though, I was on dreamy mountains high_
I was blessed and happy as if God’s hands were on me!
Though meekly I truly viewed the world to be, like through
looking-glass that envisioned
For me delightful pictures. A bubble. Though fake, but yet
beautiful. A wonderful happy
Bubble!
How saddened was I when it had to burst!
But I had to live first!
It blew and an old vision I had dispersed with it
it was gone in an instant_
My happiness replaced by sorrow
Saddened eyes, gloomy mind, empty heart_
A fearful lonely child awaiting a terrible tomorrow!

Posted: 2007-06-04 06:43:30 UTC

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