Kleh Ver ~

How I often may I visit
to pass the day away
and take a gander here or there
and ask, "You know The Way?"

Your answer brings
(from In, Sad sings)
the tears that stings
the life of Stray.

Uncommonly and all the rare
will your face show the slightest care
and more than not you, empty, stare
and my heart breaks... dismay.

I wish for you the song of joy
and all of life to be a toy
for your soul to fully enjoy
but now I can but stay.

The future is unknown to all
save one who crafted this round ball
and some he favors and he'll call
and I'll wait for that day.

what's it to you?
who go