Tears of joy and happiness
Trace cross one's cheek
When love fills one's heart
But the other kind
Can sting and blind
When love breaks it apart
The other kind
is kin to naught
but sorrow and of pain
Gives only rise
to red-rimmed eyes
And tears that fall like rain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
we often have to feel tears of sadness and loss to really experience tears of joy! great poem.