My Feeling

My Feeling

My Feeling

Carol

San Francisco • 2017

  • I sight my frustration
    I’m thinking…
    I’ll never have, someone to call my own!!!
    My mind cries out my anger!
    My eyes burst out my own tears.
    They keep on falling, streaking down my blushing cheeks!!!
    Then through a puddle of sorrow
    My heart still beeps.
    But come tomorrow
    Without all of the sorrow
    The sun will again rise
    The clouds will shine
    The flowers will bloom
    And, love, my tears will dry.


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