Bittersweet

by Sharon/Cancer - Not entered

I close my eyes tight
as the tears quietly roll down my face,
only to land on some unsuspecting place
on the ground below me.
With every joy, there is always sorrow,
and with every sorrow, there is always a tear,
to slide down, and tickle the tip of my nose,
where it rests
silently
to remind me that I, too, shall never forget,
and will always cherish
the wonderous places
that our friendship has taken us.
It is this friendship, that I weep for...
the reason that I sit in the darkness
that I love so much.
A darkness that is 
so
comforting,
along with your words that are still
so fresh
in my mind.
It is these words
that make me seek
the blackness of the night,
to silently rid my heart
of the over-whelming sorrow.....
and joy
that I feel.
Tissue....
after tissue....
after tissue....
land at my feet,
crumpled,
serving as a reminder
that I too
sometimes....
need to cry
sometimes.....
from the heart.  :-)

Reason for writing:

    Why are the things that make us the happiest, also the things that make us the saddest.
    

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1998-02-11 23:55:50
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:39:59
Poem ID: 48779

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