A poem from 2008

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Teardrops of the Heart
How Many Teardrops Have You Passed Today?

As you drive down the road, look out the window.

What do you see? There in the moonlights glow...

What is that there by the road?

Another white cross, another wreath of flowers.

As you see yet another symbol representing someone died.

You turn your eyes away.

But as you turn your eyes away.

Someone else looks again at that spot, where their last teardrops fell yesterday.

Someone's teardrops fell.

The road your driving on, the road your walking on, has a story to tell.

As you glance out your window do you see that shadow over there?

Early every morning as you walk outside, what do you see?

Could it be what you thought was the early morning dew, was the teardrops from someone's heart?

So many teardrops have fallen.

Did you know the road your traveling on was paved in teardrops forever falling.

Look outside early in the morning, what do you see?

Could it be the early morning mist on the ground is nothing more than the teardrops of the heart.

When you awaken once again in the early morning, look again at the ground.

What do you see?

Teardrops from someone's heart have fallen a new all over this world.

Teardops fresh every day. No more words to say.

Death so sudden, so final, who knew that today would be the day...

that your teardrops were added to those already laying on the ground.

Teardrops, teardrops, teardrops..

who's heart do you see reflected in the early morning dew.

Today the teardrops fall as rain.

Tears today will one day be wiped away...

Until that day... when you see the dew

remember that the tears you see may one day be for you.

Do you know who's teardrops are reflected in the early morning dew?

Have you looked in the mirror today?

Before you go away, look and see who's looking back at you.

The tears you see reflected back at you are they yours???