November 18 Poem

I’m trying to love you better now,

now after this long raging storm.

I’ve wiped away your tears so many times now,

but there was no one there to dry my face,

and I’m trying to love you better now.

There is so much lost now,

I’m trying to pick up the pieces,

but I don’t know where they go now,

and the tears keep falling, and there’s

no one to wipe them dry now,

but I’m trying to love you better now.

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