PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Don't allow the cloud to dwell
above the heads and necks to swell;
as if he's passing right on by,
but you know he'll stand on idle time.
And rain will pour and drench your desk,
with sullen looks from ease to wretch
who wonder why on your big day
you choose to mope in such a way.
So she's lost, and so she's gone;
your health is good and life is long.
The worst is yet, or yet it's past,
regardless you've got time to last,
to celebrate and drink and dance
and fall to floors by glances cast.
Don't allow the cloud to peak
and tantalize you with the bleak,
for you are learning how to shine
and the light will be constant in due time.