Consolation
Why do you weep?
Reason to cry? There is not!
Look around you
How many things to love!
Take the rose petal
Feeling her mildness
Smell her soft aroma
Admire the colored happiness
Put away the horns
For affection was not born.
Consolation
Why do you weep?
Reason to cry? There is not!
Look around you
How many things to love!
Take the rose petal
Feeling her mildness
Smell her soft aroma
Admire the colored happiness
Put away the horns
For affection was not born.
Tempy commented on Consolation
09-29-2009
To have great poets there must be great audiences too.
Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)
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