Disappear if you must.Hide your sullen facein your handsthat carry the weightof weariness.Don’t botherto wipe your tearsfor they will keep fallingfor one reasonor another.The forest animalsthat greet you dailyoutside your doorwill carry onwithout you;go if you must.The clouds in the sky,bringing rain or shade,will continueto roll on byday after day.And so it will be for…