I wept for all that I had lost,
For those I’d never see,
And all the heavens wept along;
Tears splashed on cheek and tree.
I felt that there was no joy left,
Til it occurred to me,
That you had placed in every tear
A glimpse of what might be.
And that one glimpse of so much more
Woke up in me such glee,
That all my tears dried in the hope
That you would set me free.
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