Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
but what if you are blind
Smell the flowers and crumple letters
from a love that once was mine.
A bird singing in a tree
struck by lightening and burning
children playing and bullies fighting
for things that they are yearning.
From birth to death
family and friends do fun and fuss
Spouse and children are gathered around
there's one more gone and it grieves us.
Some people write poetry
while others, they write songs
about all things good and bad
about the rights and wrongs.
Take a penny leave a penny
a day late and a dollar short
always more month at the end of the money
hard to starboard while leaving port.
Work all day to sleep at night
to put your kids through school
Work all night to sleep at day
they love you but you're such a fool.
Wanted to have a family
but have no time to spend
Thrills and bills take all you've got
from humble beginnings to bitter end.
Some people write poetry
while others, they write songs
about all things good and bad
about the rights and wrongs.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
but what if you are blind...
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