Burden


Burden

the rose lay a' broken
on a hopeless soul
for the day is not promised
tomorrow
nobody knows
as she who goes without
cries
my heart goes out to the infant
who cries for her mother's breast
working is not enough
to be there
for as the sun rise
i feel pain
as i lay beside
the one i love
facing the rain
i lay awake
thinking of the broken rose

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