I’ve been paining, I’ve been straining
To allay the sting of the day.
I’ve been yearning, I’ve been learning
Praying to somehow find a way.
For there’s been too many a morning
When it seemed my dreams were calling,
Wondering whether this could be the one.
But my soul sings out a warning
To my heart when it starts falling
For all the beginnings left undone.
© 2021, Kenneth Koziol. All rights reserved.