The Tear
A tiny crystal droplet was running down my cheek
cascading as a ripple then another tried to sneak
falling from my eyes like dewdrops
born of past emotions that run like a river deep
The tear mourns and cries relentless to the one I seek
as I sit and pray in silence to a heart that eternally weeps
please my love to return to me
as my wanting never sleeps
Kathy Wise
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