So bitter are my tears,
They refuse to fall,
Locked here
In my granite heart,
Which has no beat.
So bitter are my tears,
I am drowning,
Drowning in the overflow
Sorrow of your death.
Where is that promised tomorrow!
Dorothy Alves Holmes
A Poet Who Loves To Sing
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I would like to translate this poem
Let the tears flow....Sadly.....That promised tomorrow may never come. Yet hope we must and cherish our memories. Please cry yet let that heart smile. x