I see it in your face –
Too many unslept hours,
Forgotten, unpicked flowers –
When will you stop?
I see it in your eyes –
All the unshed tears
You’ve held back through the years –
Why don’t you cry?
I hear it in your voice –
The sighs of frustration,
Too much aggravation –
Where is the joy?
I feel it in your touch –
The tension and the worry,
You’re always in a hurry –
Where are you going?
Come rest in my embrace
And cry upon my shoulder,
Confide in me –
I need to comfort you.
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