“For long was the teardrop . . .”
cji
1975
In the little fellows eye
as he clenched the sadness
that nobody took notice;
For carelessly given
was the care and needs he sought
from the surface he saw himself
rejected and lonely, ready to cry;
He looked to his mommy and daddy
trying to see from them
if they had memories of someone else
who had freely given careless care;
And as he was given a gentle snug
he knew deep down
as the tear dried
in his home that no careless care
would be given, but love instead. . .!”
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