Crying is an Option

\"Crying is an option\", she said with dedication,

Whatever situation be I will stand like the Palm tree,

Listening to it in a timid grin,

He felt like a stone carving has been pinned.

Watching the sunset,

He stands decent,

Knowing tomorrow will see the golden regent.

 

Turning to her side,

He saw in her the sparkling bright light,

Remembering the day,

When she was in the sanatorium and refused to stay,

Confiding and crying,

\"I can\'t do father, 

I cried because I never wanted to abide\".