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Eyes don't cry when the soul is weeping
Surfing in Santa Cruz
flat and grey
just lazy waves
rolling through the kelp
so we paddled out
watching some otters play
enchanted by a mom
rolling over
and over
until
we realized
she was trying to wake
the child held to her chest
that would never
wake again
I cried later that night
but not then
eyes don't cry
when the soul in weeping
flat and grey
just lazy waves
rolling through the kelp
so we paddled out
watching some otters play
enchanted by a mom
rolling over
and over
until
we realized
she was trying to wake
the child held to her chest
that would never
wake again
I cried later that night
but not then
eyes don't cry
when the soul in weeping
Published 29th Apr 2024
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29th Apr 2024 11:08pm
30th Apr 2024 6:07pm
Thank you HBB, for reading, liking, leaving a little bit of you behind here with this comment.
