In Very Direful Times
In very direful times,
I'll wipe off every tear
and resurrect the faded smile
buried beneath a book pile...
where letters are hidden from dust,
or from surly days that are long gone!
Can anybody escape from it unless despair
finds delight in madness, even in thoughts not so robust?
In very direful times,
I'll pay more attention to your moods
whether they should be understood
to prevent injury to yourself emotionally
or physically; they never should be ignored...
I can see myself living through loneliness and misery!
In very direful times,
I'll stay closer and listen
to your needs that arise from emotions;
if words are truthful and real
and have a worth of their own,
stand by and wait for my hug:
I'll save you from the bountiful tears of hell...
promising you a golden ring!
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