Cry

I haven't seen someone cry in such a long time

I've forgotten what it looks like, the wetness of the eyes

The blushing of the cheeks

The runny nose that happens inevitably

And it seems so often that people cry over the same things

Love, loss, nostalgia, joy

The pain of childbirth versus the delight of a baby boy

Children cry a lot but they take crying for granted

Lovers dry up their wells quickly, even their reservoirs are stranded

Cry all day and create a new river

Get your heart broken twice and it'll happen quicker

You'll never trust another because the reminder is there

And the tears you bore will be the scar you bare

Although crying isn't always a hurtful thing

Yes, it can be a scar, but tears also develop from rings

Weddings and things and happy moments of pleasure

And tears speak at levels that words could never say better

So cry out of sadness and cry for joy

Cry to let the expressions deploy

Cry until you can no more

Tears are wealth and you're not poor

Pour out the water from your mind

Let your eyes speak when your tongues in a bind

They'll understand if they're not blind

For the tear is a sphere of the most powerful kind

Speak words, essays, poems and oceans

With some water and saline you can show your devotion

To love, meaning, character, pride,

honor, respect, groom, or bride

Put words away and dampen your eyes

Because to tell the truth you put pride aside

And in crying there is no lie,

no shame, no bashfulness or anything to hide

So for once in your life, or perhaps for always, cry