Tears on a Windowsill
Tears on a Windowsill
I found tears lying on the windowsill
today and wondered how long they have
waited to be noticed or why they have
even stayed and I tried to remember
when they might have fallen or what
had brought them here... was it
when I laid my cheek against warm
glass and was reminded of another
warmth or perhaps it was rain falling
softly, making me miss what I did not
have... could it have been when night stars
sang for me and I could not hear the words
or was it the day I heard tomorrow sigh
and knew it waited for me to visit... I never
meant to abandon my tears or to forget
their existence so I reached with fingertips
to touch, to comfort, to gather them within
my soul and heard the window whisper,
'these tears are mine... I weep them for you'.
I laid my cheek against the sadness and wept...
simply because I understood
By Myrna D.
© 2011 Myrna D.
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