I was sent the following poem by C. “Tillery Banks and  I  wanted to share it because it touched me:

My Tears Don’t Come Cheap Anymore

I don’t want to cry anymore about something that ain’t nothing

the price of my tears comes high now;

They come from a deeper well than before

Filled with visions I have never seen before

Filled with emotions I have never felt before

secrets I’ve nver know before.

Filled with children I have yet to birth

Joys I have yet to live and give

Magic I have yet to perform

Dreams yet to dream

Songs to sing that have not been sung

Dances to dance

And words to rhyme.

The well is deep

No, my tears don’t come cheap anymore.

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