The Things We Dare Not Tell

By |2015-04-18T12:31:59-05:00April 26th, 2015|Categories: Poetry|

The fields are fair in autumn yet, and the sun’s still shining there, But we bow our heads and we brood and fret, because of the masks we wear; Or we nod and smile the social while, and we say we’re doing well, But we break our hearts, oh, we break our hearts! for the [...]