Damp and Dewy
Should I embrace the victim
And lay down tears and woe
The sod gets damp and dewy
Yet still no flowers grow
The sun will rise before me
Why linger in the rain
No sense to keep pretending
With nothing there to gain
Sometimes I smell the flowers
Of passions I once knew
And in those fleeting moments
My thoughts return to you
I breathe the sweet surrender
A moment, then it's gone
Then shake off all the memories
Pickup and carry on
I have no use for victims
They'll be no tears and woe
Through sod, damp and dewy
I'm smiling as I go
poem by Leria Hawkins
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