Tears Poem by Hannah Unknownnnnnn
Tears
My sadness and joy
My life and fears
Are the reasons for my tears
At night my tears fall
They just keep running down my face, they are something I can't control
I feel as if they are telling me something, or at least my soul
The reasons for my tears are
My God, my love and me
My friends and family
When I think about these people, I start to cry
When I listen to certain songs, along comes my sighs
My tears never end, do I even have a reason for these tears
In my definition, tears are a good thing
They let you emotions out, they let you be free
Through my teary eyes, I can see what I think has become of me
Am I this emotional girl, that tears fall with every thought she thinks?
Am I unable to hold in these tears?
Most is false, but still, little is true, that is one of my fears...
Tears falling from my cheeks
Like a faucet that leaks
I'm waiting for the 'plumber' to fix it
God is my plumber, and in Psalms 147: 3, it says...
'He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.'
Though my love for my Lord is so very awesome
I don't need a 'plumber' right now
Though, He is walking besides me, for anytime I need Him
Tears fall as I think of my faith
I think of how lucky I am to have such a God
He's never far at all, not ever
I know his love is forever
Tears stain my face
I think I know what they are telling me
They tell me to live every moment
To let every second last
And to stay strong
Because our lives on Earth go so fast
Tears aren't a bad thing at all
It's okay to let it out, or ever just bawl
Sometimes the tears go on and on
But I know that the reason is a good reason
My God, my love and me
My friends and family
My sadness, my joy
My life, my fears
Are all the reasons for my tears
Love how you chosen the words for the this poem. It spontaneously wonderful! ! It's exciting that you can write so fluently at your present age. No? We should get together and have some Fish and Chip, eh? Okay then, lovely job on the poem. Keep writing and remember your chocolate is always delicious and scrumptious! P.s. I'm your exact age *don't tell anyone! I mean it >: ( *
Is it confusing when I talk about the 'plumber' part? Heh, just let me know! And thanks for all of your comments!
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 10:56:06 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Hannah, you are not British, you are not Mexican, you are not Canadian. You are my age, yes. You are my neighbor. We live in America. And yes, my chocolate is always delicious and scrumptious! And thank you for your spontaneous comment... ;)