Crying Poem by Mary Ryan

When you sit alone, no one sees your tears
Your quiet weeping, no one hears
The pain you bear—no one can know
No one is close to see it show
So you sit alone and try to pray
Your loneliness and fear to be taken away
“God, answer this prayer, ’” is your earnest plea
“Bring someone close, someone to see
To know my pain and answer my call.”
The tears on your face, they silently fall.
But no one sees your tears
And your quiet weeping no one hears