More tears, I should be empty
Like the bottom of a well after
A drought, I should be dry
Unable to produce, yet the tears
Still fall unexpected, suddenly,
Surprisingly
Leaving some wonderment at it all
Here I am being cleansed from within
To sparkle with the promise of the
Rainbow and begin again.
written by Pauline 2002
copyright 2006
4 comments:
Now, I noticed the date. Even your sadness is beautiful.
goldennib, This was written and tucked in a drawer. I was unable to discuss the sadness at the time. My daughter's world had fallen apart. I merely used my outlet of writing to dispurse some of the hurt we shared.
Pauline, tears heal even though at the time it feels more like rending. You expressed this very well.
well said. I really like this.
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