One
by
one
they start to
fall:
happy tears,
like wet p on a wall.
a
i
n
t
Happy tears
f
l
o
w
with pain, grit, and every trial
that brought you
here-
standing atop the world
as you gape an' beam back on the trail
you've carved. . .
happy tears.
Happy tears;
sprinkling joy on the grass in the lawn,
as you-dance!
barefoot till dawn.
Happy tears:
one
by
one
they start to
fall-
happy tears-
and I want to bottle them
all.
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Love and Beauty
PoetryThis book will include poetry on love and beauty. The poems will come in many forms and style, but the topics in this book will remain the same: love and beauty. I hope you enjoy. Feedback is welcome. Cover by Ara Damaris @ImperfectARA Book is Compl...
