Velvet Fold

Written by: Cheryl McCall

My velvet fold passes through my 
heart without a tear drop to call my own 
this I am told is from my velvet fold.

Tears turn to crystl tears 
through time after time I fear
at times they will never end.

I have a cart full of crystl tears 
that choose for only dimes for a dozen 
it was mighty cold listening to chimes.

Without these crystl tears of mine think
I'll drift into the velvet fold of my heart.

          Cheryl©McCall 2007