days come and go
though might be long, some never show
and when the covers shield the light
they help attenuate the plight
faces come and go
there will be some you never know
but just one smile can turn it bright
and for a moment hide the trite
lives come and go
most, unlike the breeze will never blow
for wanderers seeking black or white
will often only find the night
sleep will come and go
helping life to pace the flow
and when the noose is feeling tight
come dreams of bliss to put things right
©2011 Hey Hey
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