Teardrops And Memories Poem by David Whalen
Teardrops And Memories
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Sometimes my eyes spring
tiny leaks and memories
Course down my cheeks
To fall upon
My aching heart
And tear my very soul apart
Salty drops of memory
That overflow
And sadden me
Twixt dusk and dawn
Time far and near
Tis the time the tears appear…
Do Angels listen
As tears glisten
And tis solace that I seek
In the tiny leaks
Where memories
Course slowly
…Down my cheeks…
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4/24/2024 3:15:00 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A lovely poem David. I felt every line. Your timing is perfect, your sentiments poignant, well done. Ann