sometimes
unwilling
to let them get the best of me
they sit on the rim of my lids
and dry up before overflowing
sometimes
unnoticed
they slip out the corner of my eye
brushed away quickly
before others can follow
sometimes
unstoppable
they rush down my face
streaking my cheeks with grey trails
spotting my shirt like raindrops
sometimes
unrelenting
they bring a storm of emotion
soaking my pillow
breaking my heart
always
abiding
He is there
catching each one
holding me close...calming the storm
~Melody Loss
Nov. 6, 2008
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6 comments:
Now, that's beautiful! Who wrote it?
i wrote it...
well said mel--
fab
I'm impressed. You could be published with work like this. Keep it up and keep copies. I see a book in your future...but then; you are a book and I enjoy reading it.
Mom
I've got a shoulder you can lay your head on Princess, and I'll cry with you----
Love you,
Dad :(
I love it! Great work! So true!
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