Sorrow is that faded thing
That missing piece
With the sun’s rising, Sorrow is the dusk
It reminds of pleasant memories, but none that shall pass again
It’s a trickster, recalling all that you once had, but taking it away again
Sorrow calls on deeper canyons, it drives you to it’s depth
Forcing you to watch yourself fall with no hand to lift again
Sorrow is a requirement of life, as you cannot enjoy the pleasant without a chance of misery
It’s an old friend to those who have truly lived
And an odd enemy to those who never try
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"It’s an old friend to those who have truly lived/And an odd enemy to those who never try" Wow! What a powerful line!
thank you Charles, I like to end with a bang on most things
You did a wonderful job then!