J.S.Worth

It’s Hard

It’s hard to lead the symphony
when lions dare not dance.
It’s hard to hear the melody
when ponies loathe to prance.

It’s hard to smell the redolence
when roses fade away.
It’s hard to taste the sweetest wine
when nothing’s left to say.

It’s hard to see the tapestry
when colours lose their hue.
It’s hard to move along without
when all I want is you.

It’s hard to live in agony
when fear clings in jest.
It’s hard to feel the summer breeze
when all is laid to rest.

It’s hard to find the brighter side
when thoughts can’t be contained.
It’s hard to leave those memories
when love has been estranged.

– J.S.Worth