Leave Your Tears


Each morning I wake and look up at the trees
I wonder if the tree can see all that I see
Or does it only see its branches sprouting new leaves
Or does it see all the tears falling around me

And any time and moment I can get down on my knees
And cry in desparation and weep for others needs
But then I see the tree bend as if to give me ease
And remind me as strong as it is now
It's beginning was as a small weed.

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