Why so sad
when
last
I saw you?
Why so quite?
Why so Wintery?
Is not Summer
yet to come
and the fall
of glorious
Autumn?
Does not God
smile
when you smile
in righteous
and when
God smiles
does not
the universe shine?
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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