Unseen Tears
My unseen tears keep falling,
his eyes to blind to see,
what else is it, I can offer, that
he has not already taken, from me.
Years of planning, and wishing, my
dreams fell by the way,
but one more chance I've been given,
I have learned from all my yesterdays.
My wings are ready to take me,
to a place of comfort, and peace,
a place he is not welcome,
my new dream, he will never see.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2007
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