I’d mourn the hopes that leave me,
If thy smiles had left me too;
I’d weep when friends
When hope is lost,
a heart is crushed,
well, few are never vanquished,
what do they have that keeps them going?
Do the few have a second heart?
Or they are cats with nine lives?
No. They are just as ordinary as you and I,
only thing is, they have the heart to start all over.
Please ENJOY “I’d Mourn The Hopes” by Thomas Moore