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Take Not What Sorrow Makes
Take not what sorrow makes.
Like crying over burnt cakes,
Tears are best left for joy,
Laugh or cry, but don’t annoy.
An old saying still holds true,
The one you’re elders told to you.
Never cry over spilt milk, they said,
What’s gone is gone, forget instead.
For every wasted memory,
Will fill your heart with remedies,
That seldom worked out right,
Some gave you such a fright,
Others served you very well,
With hopeless little tales to tell,
Throw the nonsense to the wind.
Your heart will learn to hope again.
Generate a faith of everlasting love,
Like angels singing gloriously,
In Heaven up above.