Last Teardrop Fell



Three evergreen years,
and a rainbow lifetime ago,
was when the last teardrop fell

It fell upon the autumn leaves
in the winter vale

Two hibernating hearts,
slumbering through the hurt,
awake hungering for love

A spring taste of sweet honey 
to share with another

One sky mountain to climb,
above the cresting river below,
to reach the summer snow crystal ground

Where those melting tears of joy
are waterfall flowing down

Three Lebanon years,
and a red cedar lifetime ago,
was when the last lonely teardrop fell

Now the night stardust covers us,
so Mt. Carmel lovingly well
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Andresen Avatar
March 9, 2018 at 1:30 PM
- I enjoy this touching romantic poem, Freddie - Beautiful - Have a lovely weekend, my friend :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Wolf Avatar
March 9, 2018 at 1:25 PM
Splendid poem, and intriguing: Have you seen the mighty cedars of Lebanon and/or Mt. Carmel? (I have; I'm Israeli as well as American). Great imagery; great write! :) Gershon
One Avatar
March 9, 2018 at 6:14 AM
Here he is that romantic warrior... Great poem with so many great lines..
Babbit Avatar
March 8, 2018 at 12:45 PM
Made me think of an old Freddie Fender song, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EgioXXWWV-M before the next teardrop falls. Nice write.
Michelle Avatar
March 8, 2018 at 11:21 AM
A rainbow lifetime ago.. such a mysterious time frame, isn't it? Well penned. Love, Juli-Michelle
Pandit Avatar
March 8, 2018 at 10:51 AM
Excellent Freddie..among the best..you do so well writing about love and romance.
Sands Avatar
March 8, 2018 at 10:39 AM
I love this Freddie. A beautifully written poem! :)
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