Burden - Copyright 12/23/99 by Dan Sharpe.

You carry the weight of the world upon your shoulders,
heaped high with worries and cares.

And stoop lower as you get older,
and feel "somehow its just not fair".

I laid your cares upon the tree,
and left them in an empty tomb.

So why not give them up to me,
and come out of that sullen gloom?

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