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| This work of art by my very dear friend Sangeeta Mahajan goes so well with my lines below. You can view more of her photographs on Instagram @fotografistudio_brisbane |
An aging face stares out of the mirror
with eyes that burn from looking too long
You're so tired, you're confused,
You've a boarding pass to nowhere
And you're in the wrong queue
You've dropped your coffee cup again, now
See the loneliness seep into your bag and shoes
You saved your luggage but you've lost your way,
Unravelled more than you knitted in a day
But when they come, you'll let go
When they come, oh they'll free you when they flow,
Yes they'll come, they will come, oh they'll come, when you need them then they know
Sometimes tears,
Sometimes tears,
Sometimes tears are your best friends.
