Dear Sister,

I cry into my cereal
and before I fall asleep.
I cry into my pillow,
so he won’t hear me weep.
I cry when I’m alone
and sometimes when I’m not.
I cry when I am smiling,
‘cause tears are all I’ve got.
I cry as I fold his laundry
and at the kitchen sink.
I cry as I write this letter,
so sorry I smeared the ink.
I cry until the world blurs
and I can’t see where to go.
I cry until my tears reach you…
down the river they flow.
I cry while in the bathtub
and the water gets too deep.
I cry while he lies next to me,
but he never hears me weep.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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