Fiddling with Sadness

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Describing a sadness differently.

Submitted: June 20, 2017

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Shamrocks with heather

On hillsides of clover

Near the locks of Dover

Will grow in the rain.

 

It is there in the meadow

Stands the fisherman's widow

Playing her fiddle

So her tears are not heard.

 

For no-one knows sadness

That internal badness

That can't handle gladness

Like the likes of the grieving.

 

Those strings slowly weep

Among the sounds of the sheep

But there is nary a peep

From the neighbors who listen

 

To the lady in the meadow

The fisherman's widow

Playing the fiddle

That her husband gave her.

 

JE Falcon --- 06-19-2016


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