For their eyes are dry

For their eyes are dry

For their eyes have been dried of any water

As their year comes to end

For all the moisture in they had has be maraudered

Taken by all family , foe, and friend

And as they remember a time when they had where floods in their eye

And every emotion came and went like a plane flying by

All they can say is it’s so dry

As all emotion had gone bland

Mixing with the color , taste , and feel of sand

They think has all moisture of any kind been banned

As the thought come and goes , dryer then a once fruitful well

All that they can truly say is “ oh well “

And as they blink so profusely pleading for the floods to return

None comes out for all water had died and their eyes have gone and been dried