(to the tune of twinkle twinkle little star)
twinklin' teardrop in your eye,
praying it's a happy cry.
smiling through emotions rain,
washing over joy and pain.
twinklin' teardrop in your eye,
in God's hand each one will dry.
Emotions rain of joy and pain
Healing tears of fears, of years
Saline wash the peasant posh
Through days and nights we live
Bottle request the psalmist addressed
To God entrust the tears we thrust
Recording each one the Father begun
No more if eternity we LIVE.
Rev 21:4 And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.
A collection of short stories (The Boys of Gruberville), poems, lyrics, and thoughts of Ray Winkleman. - - All contents of this Blog are protected by Copy Right Laws. All rights reserved. © 2013 *Comments Welcomed and Encouraged - Especially Constructive Ones*
About Ray
- Ray
- North East Ohio, United States
- Good or bad, I encourage everyone to post comments (constructive critics prefered) about what ever you may read below. I'm no great writer, but I have fun with it. Hope you enjoy. Editors NOTE: For the record...I have included some poems that I wrote while being in sad/dark places. Writting down those feelinigs and thoughts would help get perspective on being sad. So I included them just to say, if you have ever felt this way, you are not alone. Write your own feelings down. Read over them and maybe share them with someone you love/who loves you. Don't let it bottle up.
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good to see youre still writing:)
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