Tears

Such sweet tears bring joy to the heart of one so cold.
Do not cry, my child, your father is near.
The clouds have gone away
and the sun shines down on your precious face.

Shall we play in the fields
of the green grass and flowers,
or run through the forest
where the trees soar to the heavens.

still my heart grows heavy and low,
for your face, the flowers, and the heavens
remind me that she's no longer here,
(though her spirit lives through you.)

to see you smile,
to hold your hand,
to carry you on my shoulders,
All remind me of the day i first held you in my arms.

that day,
the most wonderful day of my life
that day,
when everything i knew and loved was taken from me.

for that day, one life passed unto another,
one flower bloomed as another was cut off,
such a union of joy and fear i have never felt
nor will i ever understand.

you are my life and joy, the spirit of my soul,
a gentle breeze, yet a raging storm,
so much that she was and so different still,
is it a wonder that i love you so much.

03.05.1997