Tom Zart


OKLAHOMA CITY TORNADO 2013 = TEARS & SORROW


Tears are the raindrops of the soul
And there's one for all who die.
They are the silent words of grief
As they fall free from the eye.

The shortest verse in the Bible
Is the one where Jesus wept
So, if you hold back tears, shed them
When your pains too harsh to accept.

Tears are lovelier than a smile
When they come from those you love
As they seek relief from sadness
When you're summoned from above.

Tears are a love-mates humble gift
When it's time to say goodbye
Though the eyes are wet and swollen
With time and patience they dry.

SORROW

Sorrow is better than laughter
For by grieving, we're improved.
Blessed be all who morn
Till from sadness they're removed.

After death our souls shall fly
Perhaps from star to star
Reaching our destination
To find Heaven’s gate ajar.

God made us able to cry
Sorrow teaches us to fear
Those days were selfish and cruel
When life is so short and dear.

Time wipes tears from all faces
Whose hearts are tuned to sorrow.
Those that cry a thousand tears
Shall be blessed by tomorrow.

Submitted: Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 10, 2013

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