i wiped it...
and i wipe it again
not because i am so dreary!

it just that...
i really loved the feeling
every time i dropped it out from my heart!

the thing is..
all of what you are
and all of what you're not!
(©)
is what I've been thinking of
are you gonna come out
once again?

                                    *and
        ­                                if
                        ­             you
                                        do?
     ­                                     i'm
                  ­                      sure
                                ­           there
                                                is­
                                              joy!
    ­                                     but
                                  if
            ­                  you
                                 don't,
                                    i
        ­                                knew..
                    ­                       i..
                                       ..ahhaamm
                                        i ah...
                                      i
          ­                                    know
                  ­                                 you
                                                       ­   aren't
                                                 ­                the
                                                       ­    rea-
                                                  s­on
                                            why
     ­                                     am
                   ­                 i
                                        ­    crying
                                           *!
                                           !
                                           !

  because if i do
cry,there is only one thing
  it may cause! it was the LOST...
(©)
......Tears in my Eyes....
which has been and always be
i am longing for
                               to
                                     let
                                           it
                                       loose
                                 pain-
                                 les-
                                    -sly
       ­                               !
                            ­          !
                                      !

    ­                                 !
                                     !

                                     !
                                   be
                                   cause
                       i
                                bel-
               ­               ieve
                      tears
     ­                       is
                                 ­     Gift
                            of
            ­              **God

(10 w x 6)


:::::
We baby boomers,
brought into this world
millennials--
strong, persisting,

:::::
we're~~~~ peaceful streams
....they're radical rivers...
their blood, restlessly stirs

:::::
young, fiery courage
..........pulsates within...
.......racing, cresting
............upon surf's cusp

:::::
...embracing new beliefs
......to the point of
.....defying old school

:::::
.....where boomers turn deaf,
.........................millennials listen...
......cold waters, sometimes
.................... divide...

:::::
......they ought to
.....sit down...talk
...........and compromise,
....................or else.....
................................
::::::::::

(In my home, at times, it's the other way around...
i become the millennial...my kids are the baby  boomers)

Sally

Copyright May 19, 2017
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayant