Sorrow

Loss of a Friend

Sorrow like the morning dew,

Tears no cheeks restrain,

She, one of the gentle few,

Will not trod this earth again.

Life Debts

Life Debts

Life brings pain,

And sufficient sorrow,

Never borrow trouble,

From tomorrow.

JSM

Fall 2016

Fall 2016

An apple gleaming,

Brushed with morning dew steaming.

A brilliant sunrise,

As flocks fill autumn skies.

Trees now the landscape painting,

Such beauty to comprehend my soul is straining.

''Tis not merely a season sublime,

For me it is a season divine.

JSM