by | Feb 6, 2014 | Poetry | 0 comments

In times of sorrow and despair
It’s nice to have someone there
Mother father brother friend
Someone to talk to at the very end

I look at families through eyes of green
And think back to how it could have been
But you can’t look back amongst the sorrow
So I will keep my hopes up there’s always tomorrow


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