Teardrops & Me

Wipe thy teardrops if thou will;
Thine eyes have teardrops running still.

And thy teardrops fall like rain
As symbols of thy Joy and Pain.

See thy teardrops falling down;
All thy teardrops on the ground...

... teardrops of Joy and those of Blue,
thy teardrops commeth old and new.

Oh thy teardrops,
so fast and plenty;
Thine eyes like barrels
for teardrops many.

Falling sure thy teardrops be-
Together thy fall thy tears and me.

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I wrote this poem a few years back when I was going through a very difficult time.