Me and My Pail

Me and My Pail 
By Joeysguy

From birth my mom wiped away my tears
She did it into my childhood years

Growing up I stopped the crying
Until the day of my wife’s dying   

I have this pail that no one can see
It’s invisible except to me

The pail is for the tears from my eyes
I won’t need the pail after my demise
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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