A Tear
A tear is a gentle way
Of showing how I felt today
It’s hard to speak as well
When on our mate-ship I do dwell
And my running tear
That I did fear
Showed to the world
How our mate-ship gelled
So farewell until the dawn
When you will greet me on that morn
And you and I will smile again
Such friendships can have no other end.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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