Extreme Kindness Poem by Joseph Skipsey
Extreme Kindness
WHEN I would laugh a little at
The follies that in Life aboundeth,
What ails the saint I worship, that
She with a frown my spirit woundeth?
Is laughter sin? ah, then full well
I see she'd here but curb my laughter,
And steep me in the heart of hell,
To save me from its lips hereafter.
Wednesday, September 10, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: laughter,lips
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