In a world of mixed sensation It's often hard to find elation In the downturn of vexation Though I hope you know you're not alone
Inside a world that lives and dies Behind our weary, tear stained eyes Are all the tears we dare not cry As they cut so close to the bone
We only can do what we do With hearts and souls that are true Bleeding out for all we knew Until we find our way back home
** Sorry for the rhyme. Sometimes I can't help myself when I feel the spurts of inspiration.
I hope all is well and that you've found at least a few reasons to smile this day, Ms. Bees I wish you much peace through whatever inspiration you found that caused this.
