I've a collection of tears of sorrow,
always kept those of joy.
Have kept them since I became a man,
kept some when I was a boy.
My tears are tucked away in notebooks.
Sad love letters smeared liquid blue.
Life's romantic enchantments,
have rhymed more than a time or two.
Sometimes rhymed happy moments.
When all around me gleamed.
Other times rhymed disenchantments,
heart felt poems of pain I've seen.
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wow exactly how I feel when I write! ! !