I will not cry
I will only lift my pen
Let the pointy thing cry
No, not I...
Black ink to waste
Not my tears
They're pearls, you said
They must be precious, indeed
I hand to you my pearls
Will you receive them?
YOU ARE READING
The Wife's Tears
ChickLitIf a hurting wife could turn her tears into words... Will someone read? Will someone care?
