Teardrops Poem by Brian Stafford
Teardrops
And as the rain clouds came,
it couldn't dampen my flame,
They were calling out my name,
but I won't take the blame,
With the music washing round,
to an atmospheric sound,
They were shouting out aloud,
to the joy of the crowd,
Let the teardrops of angels
run down my back,
Let the teardrops of angels
rest gently on my head.
© 2011
Brian J Stafford
if i were god i would let no angel cry you know why, because, we believe in angels who do no harm to the other guys *PS sorry i wanted to write something good, but, trust me that other guys for rhyme made me laugh more than cry lol
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4/23/2024 8:30:37 AM # 1.0.0.1119
share 'With the music washing round, to an atmospheric sound, Let the teardrops of angels rest gently on my head.