Sad Reflection

That day, I recalled, turned to sugar On one frozen days, it was super A digger came from afar to saw Plague of trollers lined on the shore And naively had I followed Many caught the sea at heart And joyfully danced without start So playful out of me, I suck At clinging but that was a cock They never would have done "You are my fathers, I am your son" Alas, the cheerful men in the morning Left their accoutrements in mourning