Grief And Sorrow
J Joyce Hemsley
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He saw no moon, no stars aglow
No rainbow in the sky.
Blindness was real, life stood still
And oft' he wondered why...
Once he was free, his eyes could see
The blushing rose and the butterfly
But now he cries a river of tears
As the minutes and hours go by.
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