Hot Tears Cold Fears
for sentimental value or grieving more ~ warmest tears sadly pour
within every blink whilst we cry ~ our tear temperatures rises high
yet if underwhelmed in sadness and grief ~ icy tears are only brief
see a wounded crocodile sob nearby ~ don't hold tissues to its eye
By
David Kavanagh
Copyright © David Kavanagh | Year Posted 2023
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