The Foolish and the Wiseby J. Caleb Jones, all rights reserved A man was despondent and down on his luck—He long had been hopeless and stupid and stuck.A neighborhood pub was his frequent abode,But this rainy evening, he somberly strodeIn the sorrow that comes when you see you’re a fool.He sat at the end of…
Tag: metered poetry
“Night and Day”
What would one profit and what would be gained,
If everything seen in the day was attained?
What would one forfeit and what would be lost,
If everything seen in the night was the cost?