Why is the day so gloomy and sad?
Is it because he who made me glad,
Has gone away?
Why do my eyes long to see,
Him, who is now a memory,
Of yesterday?
When he came I knew he had come to go,
Then why does my heart sink so low,
In a depth-less bay?
Something taken from my life,
Leaving it empty like the sky,
On a summer day!
For a short while it brings us close,
And when we cherish, it snatches those
moments away...
...Ah, time's sway!
Applauds! What a beautifully deep, sensitive child you were to write this. My poems were very cutesy and terrible, the ones I penned at such an age. While you were able to stir up your spirit why even then. Sir you make me sick but of course I mean that in the best possible way. All kudos accolades and sentiments to you. You channel your pain and sadness very well and give back to the world something beautiful in its place. you know who!.........so why type it? laughs.