The Tear
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From the mist of time comes a tear
and I trace it's path creeping . . .
It was in deep autumn of a long past year
when stained glass leaves were red and bleeding
and at your cold grave I stood, a girl, weeping
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June 12, 2022
Poetry/English Quintain/the tear
Copyright Protected, ID 06-1464-174-12
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Written for the Premiere contest, A Brian Strand Premiere Choice
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 06/12/2022
Eighth Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2022
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