A single teardrop shed,
Not out of pain but,
Of love gained.
For the flicker you kindled in my heart
Has grown into an everlasting flame.
Another teardrop shed,
Not for things lost but,
For the fulfillment that
Those sweet moments together hold
Rich enough to last a lifetime.
And another teardrop shed,
Not out of pining
For love lost but,
Out of the bliss
That thoughts of you bring.
And another and another shed…..
Since all I yearn in life
Is to bask
In the glory of your love.
And then one single large teardrop shed
For the missed second when you offered your heart
And I, in the numbness of youth,
Failed to reach out
And grasp it to my bosom.
Still the teardrops are forever fresh;
Dewdrops lazing languidly
In the rosebuds you planted in me
Refusing to vaporize.
They know it will always be dawn
For you are there, my love
The rising sun spraying
Freshness and light in my garden.
(Picture courtesy Pinterest)