Some people can't cry
Like other people do
But their pain is there
The same as it is for you.


Dry tears can't be seen
In the eyes of those who can't cry
Their tears are hidden deep inside
Their eyes are clear as the sky.


Those of us who can shed tears
It helps our hurt go away
But those of us who cannot cry
Much longer our hurt will stay.


Believing people share grief the same
Would be a terrible mistake
Each human personality is different
As the design on each snowflake.


Ralph L. Clark ©

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