#WritcoPoemPrompt38
Tarry not towards the end,
Await and appreciate,
As you are now,
Your sorrow and your joy....
Are the morrow's (next day) fluctuating
keys of toddler's toy,
Sorrow is vulgar deaths without attending forms,
Joy is western whirlwind charged with storms,
The gush of joy is vivid and strong,
Sorrow the fame of hazy throng,
Sorrow is a juvenile devil,
Can't muster the courage of joy,
Sorrow is a little coy (secretive),
Sorrow is a jealousy frame,
Attends the place in fake name,
Sorrow is a...