Of Sadness

I cannot write of beauty
When sadness fills my mind
Why this should be I do not know
I’m not the moping kind

And though I look at lovely things
And wonder at their grace
Those trees, that sea, those starry skies
They’re from another place

Not nestled here within my heart
With melancholy signed
I cannot write of beauty
When sadness fills my mind

Yet there’ll come a day
Or so it’s said
With sad thoughts left behind
Those moons and loons
And rainbows
Once more will fill my mind

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