As dew drips off a leaf

the tears trickle down her face

A gentle flowing stream

becomes a waterfall of emotion


As the sun rises in the morn

a smile blossoms on her face

The new dawn becomes

the glorious midday sun


For these were tears of joy


  1. Lia

    Just gorgeous, Stuart. I love the ending which is what makes it so special. So often we assume tears of emotion are for sadness, and often women are written in the third person in a way that makes them seem broken or wanting. This poem turns the stereotypes around completely. Love. 🌅💧🧡🔆

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