Will Barber

Rookie (1948 / TX)

Who Walked With Sorrow - Poem by Will Barber

There was a man who walked with Sorrow
As though Sorrow were his love,
And he seemed to court her gently;
He was very well-behaved.
So, Sorrow came to live with him
In the twilight of his youth;
In the evenings she would hold him
Till he could not breathe.

'Sorrow, Sorrow, ' said he,
'This love is worth than life.'
Then he turned on the TV,
And surfed the violet wave.


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  • Rookie James James (6/21/2009 2:17:00 AM)

    You are a star my man. Can sense the weary eyelids from here. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 13, 2008


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