I have been cleaning out my garage for some months now and now getting down to the nitty-gritty. I came across a bunch of stuff from mid to late 60’s. Here’s one of them.:
Teardrops keep falling
And so the saying goes.
A flower grows for every tear that’s shed.
Is there sorrow in this world?
Although it seems to look so fine!
Remember let no one see where your tears fall,
Lest they upon that place do tread.
Only from good hearts, come these tears.
As with good grapes that make a perfect wine.