Tears
Tears that course
‘cross my cheek
Then drip like salted rain
Almost with a cosmic force
That seems to seek
And leave…a permanent stain
Tears that speak of many things
Without a single word spoken
Of love bourne ‘pon Angel wings
And anguish of hearts broken
Tears will come unbidden
With love…or with sorrow
Emotions that will not stay hidden
Not today…yesterday…
…nor tomorrow…
Copyright © David O'Haolin Whalen | Year Posted 2019
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