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Tears sometimes say what words cannot
that was the thought
that 25 years had brought
more important than the silver pendant I bought
more subtle than the poem I wrote
warmer than a winter coat
Tears from both her eyes and mine
as if from a caged and long-stored wine
Tears we found hard to hide
Tears that overcame pride
Tears for the once happy days
Tears for the sad
Tears for the times we were false
Tears for the things we lost or never had
but these honest tears of care
said so much more
that there is still some care
in hearts worn and sore
and the poem I handed to her
brought some more
so we cried
and the plans we had to dine
we left them for another day and time
It was the first emotion in a long time
a gentle kiss
and a tear
to mark the passing time
an unspoken gesture
to mark the moment in time
that will be rembered
somewhere down the line
and so the plans of life
fall mostly to chance
and fate and happenstance
such is the unknown journey
of a life that's been shared
void of lover's romance
but through forgiveness
that's never plainly said
caring hadn't died
and wasn't dead
There are happy tears
and there are sad
but the sweetest tears
are cried for simple care
never expressed
one didn't know they had

©  James T. Adair