Elie's Poetry Corner

Though your pain haunt you And troubles may taunt you Please do not despair, The world is still there.   You may hurt for a while, It may be hard to smile, But tomorrow will dawn, The world will go on. Though you feel all alone And wish to be stone The world will abide, It will not slow the tide. The wind will still blow, The cock will still crow The birds will still sing And they’ll still take a wing. Though you shuffle along And wish to be gone The world is still turning And the sun is still burning. So enjoy today, as best as you can Until your agony is just a memory.

I am but a grain of sand, that washes onto shore. A pebble in the asteroid belt, that and nothing more. I am but a single crumb, left upon the plate, nothing but a strand of hair, whipped around by fate I am but a single sound, of a single word. And it's more than likely that I never will be heard. I am just a needle upon a wintergreen. Nothing but one stroke of paint, upon a landscape scene. I am but a puff of smoke, that wafts along the breeze, Yes nothing but a flake of snow, within the artic freeze. I am but a drop of rain, within the ocean vast. Oh I am but a stitch of cloth, upon the white sail mast. My life is but a blink of light, one moment here, then gone. I am but a single note, that plays within a song. Yes I am but a single note, in a symphony, No nothing but a grain of sand, that washes in from sea.