To be the bearer of tainted news
Is truly a heartbreaking thing.
“Congratulations!” I’m to tell,
“But,” There must always be a but.
To see the light behind his eyes
At the news that I have brought,
To be the one to add the “but”
{is truly the worst place to be}
To see the light go out,
At the sound of the news I bear,
I do not wish to bear that news,
And so I try to flee.
But sometimes I will be my turn,
To be that mournful bearer,
And I must learn to endureThe disappointed “Oh”.
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Wednesday, December 6, 2006
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)