Life’s Not a Party
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Poetry
Life’s not a party my dearest darling
For we partied, now must you party alone
I fear your drinking may carry you to a place that smells of roses
And a lingering stench of sorrow and seeder
Must I fear that nothing good will come from an empty glass
So may I whisper a loving prayer to shadow your sorrow with good intention
And a soft place to land may you fall for another.
Life’s not a party my dearest darling
For we partied, now must you party alone
I fear your drinking may carry you to a place that smells of roses
And a lingering stench of sorrow and seeder
Must I fear that nothing good will come from an empty glass
So may I whisper a loving prayer to shadow your sorrow with good intention
And a soft place to land may you fall for another.
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