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Timeless Teardrops

Tears hide in corners

Gusts of impulse, I cannot control

My heart cries forgiveness

As my mind lets go

It’s hard to see through

Our swollen tears

To fight the passing years

Along they sked silent tears

Life-giving words are hard

To write

And true devotion to hold

On tight

They said, Christmas won’t

Be the same this year

Because you won’t be here

But I know better than that

You’ll be here in my heart

Till you come back

While you serve to keep our

Country free

It helps me realize God’s place for me.