Years
Is that a tear that I see there?
Or is it the glow and the shine in your hair?
Is that a tear that sits on your cheek?
Or is the freckle that makes you unique?
Your beauty is there despite what you feel?
The tears that flow don’t change a thing,
And finally one day your heart will heal,
Then instead of tears you will sing,
The tears are gone and love is near,
A hero healed your broken wings,
Scars are there to show no fear,
So let's all go and enjoy spring!
This poem is about:
My family