A Mother's Tears

A mother’s tears are born of love her baby, soft and new and with each touch, her joy regales her eyes, a misty blue A mother’s tears reflect her pride her boy has started school he’s growing fast, he’ll finish soon her eyes begin to pool A mother’s tears for wedding bells expected, yet still sweet and soon there would be little ones for Grandma’s eyes to greet So many tears, my mother’s tears I’ve witnessed, though I feign that I can handle anything but not her tears of pain A mother’s tears of sadness of loss, a grieving heart the ones she tries to hide from me are tearing me apart