by Marilyn M
When morning wears crown,
with white light of early dawn
When the sun goes down,
and day removes it’s Gown
When light shows frown,
and stars brighten up their town
I feel alone
I feel alone
When quaking eve arrives, I bemoan
there in no one of my own
When tantalizing spring,
glamorizes the lawn
Ah! All the desires, now have flown
None to recon upon
Like a bird, being tied to pinion
I feel alone
I feel alone
In fall season,
when storms rigadoon
to me, no shelter is known
not any shoulder to rest on
When cuckoo sings, in summer’s morn
Indeed! I am hapless and forlorn
Life always glares with scorn
I feel alone
I feel alone