Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Weep no more
Her cheeks all streaked with dew--
Or was it rain? "He knows," thought she.
How strange that he should ask,
In such a casual way!
It must be clear to him as day.
She bowed her head to hide her tears,
Which fell like Summer stars,
Each one like fire in her heart:
Those burning tears! And, since
He'd caused each one to flow,
She would not let them go.
Posted by Kindred Spirit at 12:03 AM