Tears
When he proposed, I shed some tears.
It was the happiest day of my life.
A short time later, more tears were shed
When I became his wife.
In the following years most tears I cried
Were over such happy things,
The birth of children, then a grandson,
They were the tears that happiness brings.
But then the tears I cried were sad.
His feeling for me had died.
Many, many new tears I shed
And almost daily, it seems, I cried.
When we parted we both wept tears,
His were from guilt and sadness.
Mine were with such profound grief
It nearly bordered on madness.
And now the happy times in my life
Can make a tear start to fall.
The sad ones are so far in the past now
I rarely think of them at all.
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