A day will be arriving, an ordinary dawn
When someone who would notice
Will find that I am gone
And ponder for a moment
How simply life goes on.
Amid the clang and clutter,
Notes have faded from a song.
Poetry For Children
A day will be arriving, an ordinary dawn
When someone who would notice
Will find that I am gone
And ponder for a moment
How simply life goes on.
Amid the clang and clutter,
Notes have faded from a song.