I told you
In this love
There would be no holes
We just need
Lots of buckets
For the pails of tears
And that we could use them
Year after year
To keep us from
Dying
We could
Water our love
With the tears
We’ve been
Crying
With tears
We’ve be laughing
Recycling
Our joys
And sorrows
Now
Today
Always
And
Tomorrow

By Siobhan O'Sullivan