Morning’s Tear


I used to know life with no fear
singing, playing, so happy,
never a reason to hide.
I was so innocent
as many would say
you have no idea how much I’d pay
to have that true again today
but when morning would come
I’d always wipe it away
this common prelude to another day
I don’t know why it was there
or why it still remains
this tear unshed
it refuses to leave
and I don’t know
there’s a reason to it all
in the end
maybe the answer lives inside
and maybe I’ll find it
in the end…
just maybe I’ll find the reasons
for all these tears in the end…


About KD Williams

Kára Agnarsdóttir (aka Kirstina D. Williams) hails from Seattle, WA. She is very passionate about a number of topics including archaeology, costuming, spinning, nålbinding, knitting, crochet, travel, history, and photography. She has been a member of the Glamfolk since 2002 and is currently in school working towards bachelor's degrees in both Scandinavian Studies and Anthropology.

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