Mingling Tears Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Quietly sounding echoes secretly filing into depths of
sorrow, telling of lost love, loneliness and abandonment.

Ever-flowing tears mingling with rivers and hiding beneath
the surface.

At times grasping onto rocks lying at the bottom, knowing
they're there by the shining glimmer of sunlight during
the day and moonlight at night.

Appearing in recesses of this mind, picking them silently,
placing them in this poem gently and carefully so none of
them will be misconstrued.