Bitter Tears

Bitter Tears

When love once passed me by

it brought more than a sigh

bitter tears flowed in reply

words that I could not deny

anger at how things went awry

in retrospect why should I cry

love is free as a butterfly

once smitten freedom is a high

hanging on met with humble pie

I let go when I said goodbye

bitter tears once shed, now quite dry

my heart is free, my soul can fly

love goes where life enjoys good chi

bitter tears when it goes awry!

(c) July 4, 2009 by PBM

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