Happiness May Come Later.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

there is always
a sorrow inside us

do not be shy
say a little

we, men, do not want
to tell about this sorrow

women know that
but just like us they are not saying anything

it is this respect for sorrow
that makes it dignified

well kept,
well minded, but never spoken

when you share it with someone else
what good will it give her?

she has also her own sorrow
inside her

no matter how well dressed
no one wants to take it

it is the dignity of sorrow
to be silent and just be itself

it will always be here
waiting for her sister.