Sad Days In Reverse Poem by Joyce Hemsley

Sad Days In Reverse



Every smile becomes a poem
Every prayer, a Holy Verse
A dream becomes a simple sonnet
As my happy thoughts disperse.

Every song becomes a love song
Every flower, a 'shepherd's purse'
Acquaintances are correspondents
And sad days are in reverse.

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Joyce Hemsley

Joyce Hemsley

Portsmouth England
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