Discerning Tears Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Discerning Tears



Woeful times of discernment, disappointing and hurting deeply within where all pain hides forever.
Coming out, tears at a time, breaking hearts and continuing on.
Walking along pathways and roads, seeing fauna and flora - reminders of total joy felt when once a small child.
Now grown, holding hands with fate and stepping across destinies as they unfold on new horizons.
Standing blue, crying like a violin, pouring heart and soul into music, moving hearts to stir beyond comprehension.
Swaying with breezes of memory, fragrant blossoms of sadness blow this way.

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