Teardrop And Freedom Poem by Sharron Stephenson

Teardrop And Freedom



The freedom of the door, to the eye of the soul,
Seek the limit of the emotions of the motions,
Depth.
Comfort the call of the lonely teardrop, through,
The ache of heartache.

Saturday, January 18, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: heartache
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
cuddles can comfort can break the end of heartache
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Carl Roussell 18 January 2020

a good poem, I like how you said the call of the lonely tear drop

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