H-Hawk

Tears

For Brook

She’s like a cloud on a morning in may

Shifting her shape as she moves thru the day

Confronting the sun she holds back her tears

Till my shadow betrays me and she knows I am near

She’s like a whisp at the edge of the sky

She sighs as the heavy clouds push her on by

Ice to water vapor as molecules mobalise

Then that big hot sun starts sinking

and the cool of evening cuts her down to size

When the tears are all spent

We’ll sleep the night thru In love so warm we’ll wake as morning dew

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