The tears I feel today. I'll wait to shed tomorrow. Though I'll not sleep this night. Nor find surcease from sorrow. My eyes must keep their sight: I dare not be tear-blinded. I must be free to talk. Not choked with grief, clear-minded. My mouth cannot betray. The anguish that I know. Yes, I'll keep my tears til later: But my grief will never go.
Anne McCaffreyAbout author
- Author's profession: Author
- Nationality: american
- Born: April 1, 1926
- Died: November 21, 2011
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