Teardrops

By Dot

The rain isn’t cold and lonely like the snow, 

for the teardrops whisper softly as downward they go. 

It’s sad, so very sad, to see the heavens cry, 

but my heavy heart knows the reason why. 

They cried the day I met you, and they’ll cry the day you go. 

My heart will be sad, but not cold like the snow. 

The snow is like an empty heart that’s never known love at all. 

To love and lose leaves a warmth, even though the tears my fall.