A Stranger
A Stranger My joy is gone, Of walking God's green earth. Of all the sorrows, Methink it must be worst. Much beauty to see, But sad are my eyes. Much sound abounds, But I am deaf, but for the sighs. Many places to go, But I stay right here. Much to learn, But my mind is not clear. I am just a stranger, Now just passing thru. Often wondered what that meant, Methinks that it must be true. Homesick for a land, That I have never known. My spirit has control now, That's where it must go. Nothing for... Sign in to see full entry.