A New Day Poem by Susan T. Aparejo

When teardrops fall,
Rain follows in the furrows,
Watering the dried lands
Of the unreddened face,
Moist the mourned smiles
of the unshinny lips
To shower sunlight
of the evening rays.

When everything glistens,
Colorful rainbows,
Shade the sky of its glory,
There, the linings visible,
that only God's blessings,
could explain the beauty
Of every parted lips
To signal the smiles
of the new day comes.