I suffer some seasonal depression. You'd know after reading this even if I hadn't told you.
Sorrow's Brow
Let me rest on Sorrow's brow
I know the sun will come to shine
And summer's bright eyes will open wide
Soon enough the snow will melt
And rock hard lake, rock hard unfelt
But till the horse frost dissipates
Till water soaks through softened slate
I know my heart will sink down low
So let me rest on Sorrow's brow
Furrowed deep within his troubles
Nestled warm in worry lines
I'll count my blessings by the doubles
And count with each five sorry lines
My warmth will prosper, sprung from cold
My comfort strong, from stronger pain
I'll count my loved ones young and old
And count with each a dying claim
For they let me sleep on Sorrow's brow
Though I know the sun will come to shine
They let me close my eyes to light
While summer's bright eyes open wide
And soon when snow begins to melt
my heart will stay unmelted
And when the rock hard lake goes soft
I'll feel myself grow harder
When horse frost starts to dissipate
When water soaks through softened slate
I know my heart will sink down low
For they let me rest on Sorrow's brow
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