If I showed you my teardrops
Would you collect them like rain
Store them in jars that are
Labeled with “Pain”
Would you follow their tracks
From my eyes down my cheeks
As they write all of the stories
I am too scared to speak
Would you stop them with kisses
Bring their flow to a halt
As you teach me pain isn’t always
My fault
Would you hold my face gently
As you dry both my eyes
And whisper the words
You are too precious to cry
If I showed you my teardrops
Would you show me your own
And learn though we are lonely
We are never alone
We are the same
My soul honors your soul
I wish you enough sun
To keep your attitude bright
No matter how gray the day
May appear
I wish you peace
Remember to keep the circle positive, peaceful and loving. ©
Written with love.
Joy M. Mills
Copyright © 2017
*This article is not intended to provide and does not constitute medical, legal or other professional advice. This article was written to support, not replace medical or psychiatric treatment. Please seek professional care if you feel you have a condition.