TEARS
Author: Unknown
Tears spring to my eyes
without warning.
I am walking a strange path
in a distant land,
far from my known and loved surroundings.
Suddenly a few notes, or familiar sounds
float to my ears,
explode on my resolve and reserves,
melting them away,
leaving me vulnerable, sad and lonely.
Longing to be with the people I love,
and places I remember.
Knowing that this is a dream,
not a reality,
is hard to accept.
Soon, the pleasant memories
overcomes the sadness,
and leaves me able to gird
myself to face today,
and tomorrow.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Apr 2010
About this poem:
Written on a down day!
Comments (2)
Missing favorite people and places can take its toll. When pleasant memories overcomes the sadness, and leaves me able to gird myself to face today, it is a wonderful gift. Thank you for sharing.
in our brain. Concentrate on making
new happy memories.