Sunrise

Yet another poem..

Sunrise

Sunrise:
Long I have pondered the name for this: morning
And thought on what folly it be
That it shares it's name
With suffering and pain
When from it such joy is perceived


Suffering:
Long I have pondered the name for this: mourning
And thought on its subtle employ
Of sharing its sound
With the sunlight's abound
While antithesis only of joy


Folly:
Long I have pondered the name for this: English
And thought on its incredible choice
That it would make same
These words in their name
The difference of joy and pain's voice


In Closing:
So while you are out in the morning
I do mean the start of the light
Do not be surprised
If your neighbor asks why
You mourn while the morn' is so bright