Shelly’s teardrops blue like sadness
Caress her cheeks like morning dew
She cries for the loss of what was not
Cries for the loss of something new
Shelly walks along the sea shore
Moonlight blue against the sky
She knows all is just an image
Like love is sometimes just a lie
Shelly fades into a blue dream
Forgets why her blue teardrops fall
Love will come again she knows
Blue teardrops lead her down the hall
B&R
Regis
:)Sandy
Lin
I've felt those blue tears just like Shelly, from my own blue eyes...
Hope she sees the blue open skies of happiness soon !
Tender poem
Peter
Well done Fee
Hugs Ch'erie
"She cries for the loss of what was not
Cries for the loss of something new"
We are so peculiar us humans!!
Great write as always loving Fee...
Love, Suzie :-D
Susan
A familiar sadness...
Taylor
its creative and just such so much emotion
yet in an artistic way
what a talented writer you are
paz
Anita
Bless you Felix!
Susan
Xxxx dove