I sat brooding as always,
The birds sang song, the breeze blew
With the arrival of sun's first rays.
In sadness I sat, with a somber face,
And thought of life's tedious pace,
Of how I was to walk alone.
Abandoned, deserted to grieve alone.
The more I thought the worse I felt
With no more there to stand with me,
No soul alive to see my heart melt.
Or to listen my earnest plea,
From the distant church, I heard
The organ chime
An enchanting melodious tune,
It descended slowly in this heart
Of mine
All my sadness and loneliness to drown
Delighted my heart felt again,
For the almighty was there
I only had to call him
And knew my heart would sing
I was certain that I was not alone
My father would walk with me
In the good, the happy, the troubled times
During these ventures owe voyage of mine
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