Joy from the Shadows

Joy from the Shadows

Sorrow is all around,
It cast its shadow down,
It hovers over ever one,
It tries to drown out all that’s fun;

It seeps into each waking hour,
Standing like an ominous tower,
A little laughter here and there,
Creeps out of the despair;

A child will sit upon a swing,
Other children will stand and sing,
A child plays with some dear toy,
And out of the shadow of sorrow comes joy.