SADDEN THE DAY WITH A DIM GLOW

Written by Henry Farrell With lessening ray...the day reads-
Past the dark...it succeeds,
Of an unfriendly communing clime;
And be the purest passion, aloft! Sublime.
Need I mention rain?
O' the disdain-
In descend the bring
Of pregnant clouds: And be the falling
Somewhat intense! Its infant sprinkle surpassed-
As more leaden the gush; o' oxygen-gassed
As known each divine day;
With the irksome display!
'Tis to believe! Crushed...is the heavenly attain
Of the summer's winsome gain-
As with the gathered storm, no rainbow;
As sadden the sky...with a dim glow---
As not my consume! The day's radiant gleam-
Most expedient of a joyful dream.
However! Shield aloft! The vapory of warm deluge...may still lie---
Thusly! with lust my vision! I shall look keenly...there, the sky

© 09/2021

SADDEN THE DAY WITH A DIM GLOW