Whenever I sit for a while
Under the great shining sun
I feel as if it is just
For a moment or two's run
For not very long in life
I can wish or hold
These blessings of my God
For then soon comes the cold
The cold wind that really blows
High above the sky
From where it brings me
The troubles of pain and sigh
And then it leaves me to
Mourn and cry for a while
And this sad thought really
Takes away my innocent smile.
Seema Chowdhury
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-sad-thought/
