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A Time Or Place To Cry With your secret held tight, of the loss of just some guy, sensing your heart stopping, and fearing you'll then die, And now you find there is, no private place to cry. When you are the strength, upon which friends do rely, for advice and or example, on how one just gets by, You bury your own pain, lest they see you cry. When surrounded by co-workers, and passers by, an endless flow of people, who know you for your smile, This is not the time, to have your heartfelt cry. When single parenthood, leaves you short for time, no one taking up the slack, or saying you'll be fine, A mother's selfless instinct, says "who am I to cry?" When your protective armour, has been skillfully so pryed, exposing all the flesh ,that's left bleeding deep inside, No shoulder's big or safe enough, to support you if you cry. Each day is an endless search, for a place to hide, to pull myself together, in just the nick of time, For it just never is.....a time or place to cry. -a poem by C.C. Feb 2,2000 It's Time I Let Go Sad Eyed Man     |
