Teardrop
Is every teardrop
not a raging waterfall
down the ocean's bay?
Without second thoughts
you drifted away from me
when the waves arose
I have wept and wept
till I've cried you a river:
Why not sail back home?
Like a flickering torch,
you were never meant to stay
I too will move on.
Copyright © Patrick Utitufon | Year Posted 2017
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