While we cry
The world continues
The sun still shines
The rains still fall
The winds still kiss our faces
The warmth of our tears
Brings us new hope
Leading us onward
Lifting us lovingly
To the life yet to be
While we cry
The music still plays
Our hearts still beat
And we still write
While we cry
~The Tennessee Poet~
©Walt Page 2018 All Rights Reserved
Life is but a series of watershed moments. I think I’d rather just opt for the happy tears! Nice one, Walt. 🙂
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Thank you Susi 😊
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Full of hope in spite of the sorrow… bravo!
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Thank you!! 😊
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So true Walt! ❤️
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Welcome to.my.life 😊💛
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Sad but beautiful Walt
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Thank you Lorraine 😊
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You are welcome Smiles
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Beautiful
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You are Welcome 🙂
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Wonderful poem Walt. You show how life and sorrow intermingle and live beside and within each other.
🌟.
Miriam
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Thank you so much 😊💛
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A beautiful poem!
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Thank you Sadje 😊
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Welcome
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