I rode all day. I cried all night. The moon didn’t glow. The sun didn’t rise. A comet blazed Between my eyes. West and South, Wind and rain. Every way is Just the same. Pray give me a box To hide inside. Pray give me a spade To dig my own grave.
Related Keywords: Day Me Sun Moon Night Wind Way
Related Authors: Joel Osteen Steven Wright Francis of Assisi Stephen Covey Alexis de Tocqueville Elbert Hubbard Ellen DeGeneres
