THE CRADLE WILL FALL

Right now we're in the high...

Yet, there's so much depression, sadness, and enough woes to create a new ocean...

​​​​​Nothing is working to help esteem rise...

A New Year is here once again...

A chance for new beginnings, hopes, and still people are living in agony and pain...

People living in Nightmares...

People cussing their dreams...

Too sad to count their blessings...

Much of the same as last year and years before which are now in the past...

People grabbing more negativity to have a heavier burden to haul...

They complain at their life for their own reasons...

The rich and the poor so often have more in common with each other than they know...

When you're low in the high...

When the rise soon falls...

Winters are cold, Spring comes next, Summer, and Autumn or Fall where leaves always change in their environment and leave the tree they grew and held onto for the Seasons in the Sun...

Snow may cover, rains may appear...

To a baby it's beautiful and amazing...

Adults often complain either too hot, too cold, too damp or too wet...

People talking as they're the Walking Dead...

 Fantasizing of eating raw flesh...

Their followers encourage, calling for more...

Low in the high...

When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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