Whose Tears

Tue, 08/06/2013 - 13:42 -- eck546

Whose tears are those

Coming down

Falling on the wilted ground?

Whose tears are those

A fallen heap

Coming to this world in sleet?

Whose tears are those

Spotted on flowers

Without the help of morning showers?

Perhaps they are

Of Mother Mary

Crying for the world despairing.

Perhaps they are

A natural glitch

Watching worlds grow stitch by stitch

But whoever's crystal tears are they

I only hope they stay away

'Cause none should feel such awful pain

That can bring on a morning rain.


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