I stopped all my thoughts,
And shut them in a box,
To think them another day,
When joy comes abound,
And friends are around,
And words are easy to say…
But one thought escaped,
Took color and shape,
And found me alone one night,
I begged it be gone,
And left it forlorn,
And forced my eyes shut tight…
It stayed till I rose,
And always stayed close,
I humored it on for a while,
You see it sometimes,
In poem and rhyme,
Or the shadow that weighs down my smile
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