Tears

                                   


                             Tears


         
         Morning...
         When the kids are off to school,          
         When I realize once again that I'm alone,
         The tears come.
         A year has gone by and
        They find me still.
         

         Drinking coffee at the table,
         My good morning echo's off the walls
         Without a hug, without a kiss.
         They find me still.          

           
         The day...
         No solace here.
         Working, driving, shopping,
         A silent cell phone, it matters not.
         They find me still.

         Evening...
         The end of another day
         With no one to share
         My triumphs, my losses,
         My hopes, and my dreams.
         So many things to say and
         They find me still.