I Miss mY Eyelashes
I miss my eyelashes the most
The way they held my tears
let them fall, intermittently,
on the same path of pain. They followed one another til I wiped them away.
Without eyelashes it's just over active tear glands......there's no timing, no meaning and no reason, just tears smeared.
My eyelashes could tell me when there was a symphony on the way....I would know when they would begin......and end.
I felt I'd had a good cry.
I want to get through this.......
Where are my conductors?
I miss my eyelashes the most
Release the tears with the feeling of having had a good cry.....
By Lorraine M. Newton
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