True Joys Poem by james watkin

True Joys



Effusive for their face-lit thing
New day's sun reflecting
True joys of a life are few.
And they but the child knew.

Exhausted of those feature's skies!
With shadows under eyes.
As what, weary-tracked through eve's
Cast glooms sombreness leaves.

Tuesday, March 30, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: joy,youth,age
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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