The lakes are flooded,
The rivers are dry,
Times have changed,
For Everyone has forgotten,
How to cry...
For where there is loss,
It is someone's gain,
Limits one does cross,
When happiness is found,
In someone's pain...
Close ones leave,
Loved ones die,
In sorrow one does griev,
But do we remember,
How to cry...
We live,
We die,
We smile,
We cry...
Oh thou friend,
One must cry,
Crying is not just for the weak,
For, one needs courage to have a weep...
Adam 08.03.2014
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