the amphitheater plays the sadness of time
Posted: September 23rd, 2011, 12:02 pm
The sadness of time falls without whimper
there are no beginnings
there are no endings
when the curtain is drawn back
and it rains
If I tie a yellow ribbon around an old oak
tree, will the valley of death rise and shine
with even stranger fruit than I can bear?
I have loved and I have lost the look in your eyes,
I have drawn lines to this poem.
there are no beginnings
there are no endings
when the curtain is drawn back
and it rains
If I tie a yellow ribbon around an old oak
tree, will the valley of death rise and shine
with even stranger fruit than I can bear?
I have loved and I have lost the look in your eyes,
I have drawn lines to this poem.
