New Tears [about Grievng--with commentary]

 

New Tears [about Grieving]

If it rains or shines

Little does it matter so? Days, like tear drops-

Slip and slide, and go.

I sit looking out my window

Little do I want to say-?Goodbye and close my brain;

Not forever, anyway!...

At my door he still stands

Holding roses in his hands, I look a little pale and sad

Will he see me fair or mad?

 



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