SILENT TEARS

Softly...
You feel something brushing you cheeks,
Gently...
You raise your hand to touch your face,
Questioning...
In wonderment of the silent tears that fall,
Slowly...
You turn around, looking at everything,
Taking...
Your surroundings completely in.
Wondering...
Why you never noticed the beauty that surrounds you,
Knowing...
That it had been there all along.
Grateful...
For opening your eyes before it was too late,
Thankful...
For the chance to let your loved one and friends
know how much they mean to you,
Softly ...
Your silent tears of joy fall.

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