Todays Joy
Who
said the "darkness of the night" Who
said the "winter's bleakness" Who
said the fog would never lift Who
said the skies now overcast Why
should we ever entertain When
we know beyond all questioning And
on the notes of sorrow For
no one sheds a teardrop And
every burden born TODAY By: Helen Steiner Rice
Please sign my guestbook: Background set by:
|