When I was a lad I ate four dozen eggs,
every morning to help me get large
And now that I'm grown I eat five dozen eggs,
So I'm roughly the size of a barge
I lift mine eyes against the sky, The clouds are weeping, so am I;
I lift mine eyes again on high,
The sun is smiling, so am I.
Why do I smile? Why do I weep?
I do not know; it lies too deep.
I hear the winds of autumn sigh,
They break my heart, they make me cry;
I hear the birds of lovely spring,
My hopes revive, I help them sing.
Why do I sing? Why do I cry? I know not why I Morris Rosenfeld I Short and Inspirational Poems
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