A love that ended
A march that never started
a quest never mind
The car never started
The bridge never finished
Your wrongs  never mended
Runs in your panty hose
That are never know good
Having a flat,with know jack
No one to listen to teach
No fish in the shallow end,of the pond
No bait on the hook
The fish just don’t jump,on the hook
Thats like leaves changeing hues in December
Things don’t always make since
But yes it does
To the maker of us have faith in him
And y’ll understand
Why we have those dreary day
And he will surely lighten
The load of those dreary days.