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My Precious Tears

October 22, 2015
By Ganyadnal BRONZE, Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Ganyadnal BRONZE, Milwaukee, Wisconsin
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Oh tear glands to puncta to canaliculus
To the lacrimal sac to the nasolacrimal duct to the nasal cavity
My tear glands love to create tiny tears like clear raindrops on the windows
As odorless and silent, as liquid as the substance of water
Mixed with a little salt from within and a hint of bitterness
Luckily of these wonderful ducts
That drains my tears whether I’m happy, sad, or mad
And throws out my unhappy tears out of my nostrils
So that no one will be able to see nor hear nor smell of my precious tears.


The author's comments:

I yawn a lot and sometimes when I close my eyes, my tears build up. It's awkward to show these tears of mine, so I always move my eyes up to keep it from falling and let my tear ducts take care of my tears. I just felt like writing a poem about my tear ducts because it's a unique topic and it was the first thing that popped in my mind as I lifted my pencil.


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