I cry.
I cry when I'm happy,
I cry when I'm sad,
I cry over old photos,
I cry over commercials.
It comes so naturally to me
that I've never thought to fight it.
I've delayed it, mind you,
but I've never completely denied myself
a good cry.
It took me 37+ years
to realize I can mentally will myself
not to cry.
It's so empowering
that it's making me a little teary
just thinking about it.
3 comments:
teach me...please teach me.
i'm starting to trouble the primary children.
ha ha ha ha. That is so funny... you get a little teary just thinking about being able to stop crying. hee hee hee
What is this awesome version of "Three Little Birds." So cool!
I love your poems.
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