Emotions have their wont and way
Today I will make of the sky and sea
Trees and melodious winds
A bitterest enemy
Whom tomorrow
I would claim most readily
(And claiming make them so)
Friends of the chummiest sort
If I should see you today
I would skip and smile
And dance over your way
Because I like you very much
But an hour hence
Afflicted by many an unwanted thought
Our friendship has lost all chance
For my mind cannot shed confusion
If one day I take a vow
Repenting of all my sin
And before God humbly bow
Committing again to follow him
It is not long
But days, but moments
Like a forgotten love song
All I meant I no longer mean
Fickle in each choice
Fickle in each mood
Emotions raise their voice
And foolishly I listen
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