These Teardrops Were Meant To Fall

You never cease to amaze me with your powerful, awesome poetry It fades away my depression and anxiety as my fretfulness and fears dissipate You never please evilness and malice in your words of peaceful liberty You throw shades at negativity and uplift with your positivity with your words of shameless love and no hate Your state of mind is extremely, purely surreal and beautiful You’re a poetess of plenty of wise words from high above You never hesitate to shine bright, straight from your precious soul You’re a progress marked with unconditional love These teardrops are meant to fall, but all and all, They fall away just like my disarray and dismay this shimmering May The moment I saw your words, I stand oh so tall Your unique forgiveness is a shimmering sea in my mind’s eye today These torn-up teardrops were meant to fall The moment my silly, foolish heart fell almost apart But, sorrow from within faded away after all You restored grace and hope to my verses from the start I weep rivers of radiance, rolling around in the deep The afternoons and nights spent with me, reading your lines of poetic passion I cry away the tears of hopelessness that I do reap The tunes of heaven’s heights couldn’t get higher the moments I witness your compassion These teardrops were meant to fall, I’m meant to stand tall and all And rise up like the sun-drenched sunrise minutes after dawn You turned my grief into happiness and made me tread the hopeful hall And I will climb mountains and roam forests to move on You never fail to amaze me with your play with words so clever and sweet You never make me feel disappointed and deceived by your poetry’s pensive, positively provident beat This is my delightful dedication to your poems of peace that diminishes the chaotic dread This is my inspirational, motivational words for you to be hopeful and happy for what lies ahead Thank you for all you do by sharing your genuine, genius grace It’s awe-inspiring, jubilant people like you that make this life’s race Worth running for, worth keeping my steady, yet swift pace I can’t help but adore this everlasting joy in my heart and it’s like a much-needed, family-fervent embrace! - this poem is dedicated to my awesome poetess friend on Facebook, Lora Lee, who writes wondrous words in poetic form. I wrote this poem at work today.