G.R. Gaus (April 11 1950 / St. Louis)
Sleep away the cares of today,
My tired eyes grow weary,
Wondering of the day to come,
The future, dressed in theory.
Who shall I be on the morrow?
What waits in store for me?
Happiness or bitter sorrow?
Can’t wait to peek and see.
Another day in the same ol life,
Contentment has gone his way,
Open door, for worry and strife,
Wild thoughts are going astray.
Calm the mind, to a finer place,
Filled with family and old friends,
Everyone met, with warm embrace,
Any tension, softly cleansed.
Changes much for the better,
Sometimes feeling the worse,
Sunshine to inclement weather,
Naturally willing to be adverse.
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