Fallen
I've fallen and I can't get up
How ghastly is my fate
I've somehow overturned my cup
And tumbled on my pate
I've lost my dog, my favorite pup
Too sad to even contemplate
I've often wondered, "Why not give up?"
And yet, it's not too late
Contributors: | Karin, Francine, archaeopteryx. |
Poem finished: | 17th July 2003. |