(taken from my Poetizer account Soloheart)
(Revised and edited version)
When my Tears used to Cry

When my tears used to cry;
I would curl up in ball wantin' to die.
Then one dark winter night I found a pen;
Tears flowing freely, emotionally inspired from within.
Things started to happen;
I saw my pain reflecting back on me;
in words of love;
Inspired by love and grace through the Good Book.
One line is all it took;
For my soul to see part of what I was created to do;
When my Tears used to cry.
I'd lie awake in the dead of night;
Scared if I would see a new days light.
Broken in a self created mess;
Of things unwisely said and unwisely did.
There was so many days spent in utter distress.
Then I found my youthful gift again.
A writer of many words and some phrases I say over and over again.
Love all people as I love myself;
Even if its writing words that spread the love;
I know my gift and that it only comes from above.
I know how healing words can mend any type of scar.
I pray this reaches someone today;
Tomorrow, into months into many years afar.
Each line of healing I write pray will heal someone's pain a little or a lot;
whether near me or very far.
When my Tears used to cry;
I'd sit and wonder why.
There was no way for me to find a tone to my rhyme.
So I stayed shut off for thirty decades.
Wandering my world with many painful escapades.
Life was a self centered parade.
Then when I turned the inward to the outward;
I found I had words to be spoken;
but hit the heart deeper when written.
When my Tears used to cry;
I didn't see that I was blindly smitten;
By my own self seeking ways.
I seek to turn that around,
One poem at a time;
One day at a time.
One love.
For all,
My First love is always in faith above.



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