I DON'T THINK I SHALL EVER KNOW
MY SECOND ATTEMPT AT THE NEW STYLE OF YESTERDAYS' POEM, 8 SYLLABLES PER LINE, LAST LINE OF EACH STANZA THE SAME. I DON'T THINK I SHALL EVER KNOW A GIFT THEY HAVE NO KNOWLEDGE OF ONE WILL NEVER HEAR THE WORD NO WHY SOME REJECT SUCH A GREAT LOVE I DON'T THINK I SHALL EVER KNOW EVEN WHEN REACHING THE BOTTOM IT DOES NOTHING TO PROVE OR SHOW WHY IS HIS GRACE SO FORGOTTEN? I DON'T THINK I SHALL EVER KNOW EVEN WHEN THERE IS A MIRACLE THEY SAY THAT THEY KNOW IT IS SO IT IS SO UNBELIEVABLE I DON'T THINK... Sign in to see full entry.