Chasing Tears Poem by Phil Soar

Chasing Tears



As I have aged, everything seems to make me cry
From a childs smile, to a lullaby
Softly sung by a mothers tongue
Seemingly drifting away as they sleep

I don't witness a full moon without a tear
I always cry to see in a new year
Witnessing sadness and smiling at gladness
There is always a tear in my eye

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