Sad thoughts to melancholia does give rise
And fill with tears the tear wells of the eyes
Even in a happy crowd one can be very sad
For life's happier moments one ought to feel glad
Though few wish to know of a sad sack of the town
In life for most there is many an up and down
So few who live as happy every day
We have our lighter and darker moods life is this way
Yesterday he whistled a lively and happy air
And today he is in a dark mood of despair
Of the good days and the bad days most do know
So few with the gift of the constant inner glow
Sometimes sad thoughts to melancholia does give rise
And fill with tears the tear wells of the eyes.
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