Cry | Poem by Ed Corrigan

When she cries on my shoulder I just want to hold her and let her tears roll down, gently roll down my back then become part of my being.

Cry

When she cries on my shoulder

I just want to hold her

and let her tears roll down,

gently roll down my back

then become part of my being.

So cry on me –

Cry on me baby

and let your tears

water my dry existence.