Droplets from Red Eyes

I cried.

I had not done so 

For more than years.

Only the hour,

The weeks

After dad passed

Did I cry.

But the tears

Flowed freely

From my red eyes,

The sparkle of green

Gone.

The Haunting

Hurt.

It forced 

Droplets of liquid

Out of my sore, red eyes,

Changing who I was,

And who I used to be.

The End

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