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A Poet Who Loves To Sing ....AlvesHolmes


I Sing A Sad Song


I sing a sad song for the cold, lonely
Moments no one will admit to aloud.

I sing a sad song for all of the broken
Promises,
Wrought by circumstances beyond
Anyone's control.

I sing a sad song for the faces pressing
Against the window panes in longing.

I sing a sad song for wild anticipation
Of days that never come.

I sing a sad song for the telephone
That never rings enough.

I sing a sad song for dreams woven of
Hopeless illusions.

I sing a sad song for all of those who
Waste time, singing sad songs!


(Dorothy Alves Holmes)
A Poet Who Loves....)

Submitted: Tuesday, December 02, 2008
Edited: Tuesday, December 02, 2008
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