LLD101

[Icanneverwin]

what a woeful day in grey delight
ambling drowsily home in apathetic thought
of a dejected heart I slumber to end this night
yet a sound, a faint sound from the heavens brought
of little shoes, little toes dancing upon my windowsill
beseeching me to wander unknown under blind sense
but of what can this careless heart be fill
to cease such spite and indifference

one step out the door and angels flee to my feet
tapping divinely upon the asphalt ground
perhaps they are to take me to whom I wish to meet
the Queen of Seraphs cannot be held and makes no sound


they deserve all my scorn and disdain


Stop trying to steal what's not yours