grow tired as the day moves on. for the heavy burdens wear them
which once could see nothing but blue sky's, now open to a never ending
A heart that was once so full now lies on the lonely ground,
hollow. only a former memory unto its self.
when there was sadness tears would fall. But now no longer can
the rain come. For the eyes are as dry as burned ashes. Every thing
is evaporated for here, Yet the dark clouds still remane.
You see the river doesn't flow here any
as if life's a dream, the bird flys.
is to purch on a branch and sing to to the world his
no one cares to hear his song.
one is listening.
sings and sings waiting to hear another bird's song off in the
he can no longer sing. . Then he closes his eyes and falls to
his heart lies below.