Startled By Teardrops Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Deepening sadness is touching interiorly, pockets of grief
that I've hidden through the years, waiting for the moments
they can be expressed in poetry.

When the lights are off, tears fall, dropping into my heart,
overflowing emotions that are startled by teardrops, salted,
trickling into these open and raw wounds of loss.

Filling my heart with their sorrow, unable to stop them,
memories awakening the moments of life when loved ones were
with me and now are no more.