eardrop Pillow Dew
Teardrops should reside as pillow dew
No man can walk tall and cry
Even when you bury a brother
Only allow yourself a subtle sigh
Drink that double shot of rum
Strum that guitar once again
Hide the empty ache inside you
Sing a song to dull the pain
Don’t look at that family picture
Of the two of you so long ago
Get Johnny on the fiddle now
To liven up this gloomy show
Accept all the tired old clichés
The hugs and hands held tight
You know you never said goodbye
He’ll fill your thoughts tonight
Finish down your ice watered drink
Time to put the old guitar in its case
Say goodnight to that one dimension picture
Memories in sleep will take its place
Grief can be experienced and expressed in many different ways. I kinda like the idea of music as a means to do that.
Love & Light always and in all ways,
Joseph*
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Love Tinka (tears)
~hugs~
Karen
Walt
Great Imagery I can almost hear the fiddle playing those sad songs
beautiful and heartfelt write
Stunning Write!!
Love and Peace to you always
Your friend many hugs...Morning Star
Hugs, Laura
Thanks,
Dan
Thank you dear Cuz XOXO, Rose
Love,
Chanti Lace
I'm sorry for your loss. A beautifully poignant, heartfelt write...know you're in my thoughts and prayers.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
I want to go into the Pine forest tomorrow, as they bury my dear friend. It was in a pine forest setting, on a camp where we first met.
I will have teardrop dew and then some.
Ty fee, this is a soft touching write as only you can do.
Hugzzz Cherry
Georg
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D