There they were again
With no way to prevent it
Pushing me toward Him
Who did indeed invent it
They were big and sincere
Loving and rolling
Right down my cheeks
Quite uncontrolling
I’d prefer them to stop
But I love why they came
I owe everything to mom
My life and my name
Tears are a message
A word in a drop
I don’t want to cry
But I also don’t want to stop
Feeling this way
Deep Emotions are real
Being raised by her love
Will this way make you feel
Tears are a message
From a grateful heart
So I wipe them away
Each time that we part.
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