Cleansing Tears

Comfort offered by a friend

A shoulder strong and firm

A knowing smile from me to you

Is worth a thousand words.

I’ll sit beside you day or night

And listen as you speak

I’ll offer no wise words to you

For answers you don’t seek.

In times of pain sometimes it’s best

To be and not to say

A presence close beside a friend

Allowing sorrow’s way.

Draw from the well of salty tears

Set free the droplets pure

Streams caressing cheeks of rose

Will strengthen to endure.

Along the path of life we find

From sorrow’s darkest night

Sweet cleansing tears will often lend

Tomorrow’s brightest light.

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© 2005 Marie Williams