Against The Sadness
 
Against The Sadness


She once found tears resting on a windowsill
And wondered how long they may have waited
To be noticed or why they had even stayed...
Her memories and thoughts soon debated.

When might they have fallen
Or what had even brought them here?
Could it be when she laid her cheek against warm glass
Thinking of another's warmth and shed these tears?

Perhaps it was the rain softly falling
That made her miss what she no longer had...
Or could it have been when night stars sang for her
A song she could not hear that made her sad?

Or was it the day she heard tomorrow sigh
and knew it was saying it was not her time?
She never meant to abandon her tears or forget
Their existence, so innocent and sublime.

She reached to touch, to comfort, to gather them within
But then she heard the window softly say,
'These tears are mine. I weep them for you
Because I have felt your sorrow every day.'

She laid her cheek against the sadness and she wept...
simply because she now understood.



For the Word Painting challenge
host: cherrykc (Cherry)






By Myrna D.

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This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The WORD PAINTING Challenge with cherrykc (Cherry) read page for rules and info (challenge has been closed)


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