When I weep on your shoulder you caress me with the warmest embrace Tears are not a comfort but truly a great suffering Scarring of the soul a reminder of the bitterness, gained through the years and years in despair What gift pays grieving but the loss of sadness for a moment Ignorance of children admirable they know not grief The reminder of sadness is still grinding Still harvesting delight A fragile bird he cannot fly without his wings You cut them deeply when you were my God and Gods always fail you
reminder, sadness, admirable, warmest, scarring