Thursday, April 11, 2019

A poem written by Vina Byrne in 1981

I've known heartache first hand, so this is not a guess,
I look around me everywhere, but there's no real happiness.
It stays but for a moment, and then it goes away,
It is replaced by pain and such, and things look bleak and gray.
It's wonderful being happy, but it's sad that it can't last,
For it's here one day and the world's aglow, but it goes away as fast.
So when you have the feeling that the world is bright and gay,
Hang onto it lovingly for it will pass away.

* Guess I wasn't in a very positive frame of mind when I wrote this....it all goes back to the last years of my son's life and how I felt about life.
                                     ~Vina

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