My Tears

This poem is about a girl’s sadness and a boy.

If I'm crying, can I use your shoulder?

Or will you take my hand and show me

your collection of jars stored with 

my years of tears?

Will you show me each year

and tell me the stories behind them?

Will we go through each tale to

I'm crying again?

Will you dry my wet eyes and tell me 

you have no more room for my tears?

Will you delete my broken memories 

to I have no need to cry again?

- Ris

Author's Note

Please, mind my not so perfect English - I’m Danish, but improving in the language.

Reviews

[Tessa Melendez]

A really good piece. Your English was fine, there was no need for the note. You did a great job. Welcome to writerscafe. I look forward to reading more of your pieces.

[Ris]

Thanks, you’re so kind :-)

[iamshadowine]

it's really good! i enjoyed reading it!
keep writing :D

[Ris]

Thank you and I will :D