….And I know tears that widows cry, when it’s late, late in the night. When their children have gone to bed and fallen asleep; they clutch the pillow, head buried in deep, to soak and stain it with Widow’s Tears….
© M. Dajos September 27, 2003
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© M. Dajos September 27, 2003
© M. Dajos 2003
excerpt from love poem