Tears
A tear that flows is like a raindrop
That moistens a leaf,
And falls to soothe the ground beneath

It's no sin to cry if there's a need.
She cries in her sorrow--
Today and many days ahead,

She will wear black,
Not wishing for another tomorrow,
The love of her life--so young--
Won't be coming back.
He went to help in a troubled place
Now she and so many mourn
For all the losses--lives erased--
Iraq has brought death and tears~~~~

Written 8-29-04Copyright©2004
Marie L Sellers