Six Silent Tears
Last night before I went to bed,
thoughts of you filled my head.
Though I have not cried like this in many years,
onto my pillow fell six silent tears.
The first was for your smile that I miss,
and the taste of your tender lips that I long to kiss.
The second was for your angel face,
and thoughts of your warm, loving embrace.
The third came as no surprise,
as I thought of your beautiful, bright, loving eyes.
After this, the fourth came rolling,
Instead of my pillow, it is you I should be holding.
The fifth came for one reason alaone,
I felt my love for you was not fully shown.
I really miss you, my love, my dear....
there just fell my sixth tear.
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