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A Looking Glass, Darkley
I saw through a looking glass, darkley
there were raindrops running down
and every day
was the same way
in this dismal, little town.
Not everyone had lights that shined
some you couldn't see at all
they may have sinned
or lost theirs in the wind
for the season was always fall.
The smattering of lights that shown
were few, and far between
but, the light allowed
by that small crowd
made the streets seem not so mean.
Then, in the light of day
the dark ones deep in debt
will pay their bill
and, owe more still
because, the behinder they will get.
I saw through a looking glass, darkley
but, there was very little rain
if you ask me
from what I could see
all it left was a little stain.
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docmaverick
Fri, 2011-10-21 16:14
Thanx, Rosi....
...I do so appreciate an appreciater !
sincerely,
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