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What Good are Tears?

I use my tears

to water the

flowers

that bloom

along the shadowed

pathway

of my heart.

They fall

and light my way.

Copyright © 2019 Penny Wilson

I can cry with happiness or from pain.  My tears can evoke sympathy from you or pity.  They spring from my emotions, provoking emotions in you.

How can I use them?  Seems a shame to waste such a thing; to let them fall needlessly upon the earth.  Will they nourish the soil?  Will they feed the flowers? Perhaps I could bottle them.  Sell them as an elixir. A potion to cure the sick.  Or a youth serum. I can see myself as a street corner merchant.  Promising the moon with my little vials of prized tonic.

When I’m alone and no one can see, they can still fall.  What good is that?  How can I use them?

Copyright © 2019 Penny Wilson

*No worries, my friends.  Just playing with words here. 

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Author:

Penny Wilson is a freelance writer who writes in several genres. She has written articles for WOW Women on Writing. Her poetry has been published in online journals, such as Ariel Chart, Spill Words Press and the Poppy Road Review. Penny is a member of the Austin Poetry Society. Her poetry has been featured in the publication America's Emerging Poets 2018 & 2019 by Z Publishing and Poets Quarterly and Dual Coast Magazine published by Prolific Press. Penny is an advocate for Mental Health Awareness and has the page "Mental Health Help" on her blog. She writes about the struggles of mental illnesses and Depression. She is passionate about spreading awareness for Suicide Prevention and Domestic Abuse. She expresses her passion through her writings of poetry and life experiences. You can find more of her writings on her blog at https://pennywilsonwrites.com/ and follow her on Twitter @pennywilson123.

8 thoughts on “What Good are Tears?

  1. Very beautiful poem..reminds me of an inspirational book I once read called “the shack” where God sent his spirit to gather the tears and put them in a bottle for memories of what we used to be and how having passed on from this mortal life into eternity we know everything we do is for a reason. thanks for sharing

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