Most people think I'm granite strong and I am
about so many things
Most people think I never shed a tear
and I don't - except
when I hear a violin
when I see the sun river over purple mountains
and set in deep snow canyons
When I sit by roaring campfires
or walk in drizzling rain
When I see old people
carrying groceries and canes
hugging sweaters to their chests
Then my eyes mist over
and choke my soul
Most people see me as a happy carefree thing
and I am
about so many things
Most people think I never feel remorse
and I don't - except
when I walk the beach alone
when I seek out the wooded hills
When I bury a treasured friend and contemplate eternity
Then my heart breaks into prisms
and I put pen in hand
and feed my starving soul
~(C)~
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