Tears Poem by Jason Summers

Tears



It glistens like the dew of a plant.
At times it can be happy, other it can't.
To touch, it is wet as a sailing mist
To sight, it is a Hershey's kiss.
Salty as the ocean blue...
These tears I cry, will be for you.

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