Plea to Joy

Plea to Joy

Here are my many tears

of my many sorrows

and my many fears

in my past

of my present

for my future they stay

a stain like blood

on a white linen cloth

a regrettable memory

at my side

in heart

and soul

I know they’ll pass

joy will overtake them

but till then

I will trudge on

with load strung on back

head held high

I will move on

With feet in cadence

with my beating heart

I will continue

for now these tears

will stain my heart

but nothing can stay forever

soon joy come soon

for though I march

I am weary

come so the tears

of my many sorrows

and many fears
will be at rest forever