Monday, March 14, 2011


Salty kisses down the cheek
In times of joy,
And when we’re weak
Or have answers that we seek,

Tears shed when we’re high
Tears shed when we’re low
Even for unknown reasons
Some tears shed,

Planned or
For some it’s a give
For other’s a take

Tears of joy
And of sorrow
Each a journey that we take,
Tender recollections of yesterday
And all the moments yet to play

Some tears stay and some tears leave,
Some are meant for others and freely flow,
Some tears we can’t let go
Each an outlet of its own

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