How can a morning never cry
As the rain must fall so shall the tears
Living tears so alive
Each drop is a prayer once spoken
Dear God, and why
Looking inward where the sorrows are
Every moment a new face passes by
Eternal is love, the precious love
Now a window not a door
Just another face looking out
Another feeling trapped inside
Until the rain
When tears can hide
(06/20/2019)
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