Wednesday, 14 December 2011
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Widow Tears
In front of
The locked door, I heard
What no one
Ever saw
So I learned it was a lie
Yes, grownups do cry.
One so strong
Could, in fact, be weak
Tears heard, but
Never seen
During what should have been just
A very bad dream.
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Comments (7)
sigh. yup .
Time to blink...that was the line that popped in my head when I finished this...
how does that work?!
So sad a comentary on finding out that the world is not as secure as it had been before.
heartbreaking!
Love the way you have expressed the thoughts.
Very nice piece. Your poems speak so much from the heart.
Sad but true. I love the poem.
Well done CB.