Many tears were shed, not one drop was wasted, moments of heartache, shared and tasted,
Tears in time, seasonal showers
Years of joy and traumatic hours
Every tear was named and carefully caught,
Every hill and valley, every battle fought.
Some tears were hidden, locked away, unknown,
Except by the King upon the throne.
Who catches each drop and wants you to hear.
“Well done my good and faithful servant.”
Wow, Thank you John! Just read it as I woke up adding to its………awe x.
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