Shed Not A Tear Poem by DiAnne Douglass

Shed Not A Tear



Chilled winds bite my face
Begging me to cry
Yet I shed not a tear
For fear of myself
Lest I should shed one tear
I would cry until the morrow
And still feeling undone
Would cry some more
Unable to move
Unable to talk
Unable to stop
'til I should waste away
Fading into dust
To cry my sorrows
Would be murder of thine self
So not a tear I shed
For fear and mortal dread

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DiAnne Douglass

DiAnne Douglass

Hollywood, Florida, USA
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