Secrets In My Tears
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"Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depth of some divine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes ... "
Alfred Tennyson, 1847 Song, Tears, Idle Tears
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I dream of things that haunt my soul,
and in my bed I rock and roll;
as I fall in a dream keyhole,
fighting with a memory old.
And tears are falling from my eyes,
oh, all the pain and all the lies;
yet, I must forgive with deep sighs,
why could you not the truth verbalize.
Mom, you took secrets to your grave,
you had always told me- be brave;
before you left so much we forgave,
but this one sad secret you saved.
The baby never was adopted- was it Mom,
but died- a secret that hit me like a bomb !
With nothing on this stone that moans,
a secret lie- that is now but tiny bones !
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October 22, 2021
Poetry/Monorhyme/Secrets in My Tears
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