when is the last time a tear might be appreciated
the notions such a cleansing might bring to mind
for some perhaps a reminder of a miserable day,
others have a different scope, the beauty of love
for there is this element of wonder in humanity
that which would cause the mind to real allowance
of the nature of grief and happiness in balance
both extremes contain their own merit for red eyes.
We do live in a world where an occasional love story
might be the perfect anecdote to a lacking esteem
the adage bootstraps come to mind, scares me to hell
only because sometimes I cannot reach my own toes.
Instead I might wish to live the life of one genuine
in heart and soul who knows honesty is sweet rhythm
in the greater contrast that suggests we live by a code,
and instead spend the majority of our lives breaking
any semblance of order thrown our way, though,
we all wish the passionate nature of living life.
So please why hide a good cry on a summer afternoon,
there’s a reason why love is such a shadow to be found.
© ScottFSavage 2019