One Last Tear

As the crickets sing their

usual nightly song

I gaze at the stars

and wonder if I belong


How beautiful it would be

If, just now, it started to rain

My tears would mix with the

dewy drops and they'd no longer stain


My inquisitive brown eyes

look to the sky once more

As I recall a sweet memory

of a passionate night on the shore


And I know I belong

there is a place for me here

This majestic place has no room for sorrow

As I wipe away one last tear 


  • Goldfinch60

    May those tears of sorrow be tears of joy in that majestic place Christina.

    • Christina8

      Thanks so much Andy! Appreciate the read!

    • Suresh

      Most of us want to escape to that majestic place, and then reality jolts us back to what we must endure. So I feel the majic is in learning how to endure, so we can escape to that majestic place.

      • Christina8

        Thank you so much for your comment, suresh, it is appreciated!!!--Christina

      • SerenWise

        Lovely thought provoking write

        • Christina8

          Thank you Serenwise!!

        • Neville

          Bring on tomorrow and start all over...

          No more tears but be sure, there will be plenty more shores................ Neville

          • Christina8

            I love your outlook! Thanks for the response on this!---Christina

            • Neville

              Never a problem, tis but a pleasure... Neville

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