by Debbie Piziali
Visiting my friends one day Having trouble finding my way Stumbling, struggling to see They all come looking for me Gently guiding me on that walk Encouraging me as we talk Hot tea and nourishing food Calmly setting a better mood Enjoying that time, but begin to cry I can't be happy, but why? Quietly, and trying to be kind Accessing the turmoil in my mind Out comes a jar of stones Background music, soothing tones Floods of tears begin to flow Tissues for that runny nose As that jar is passed to me Precious stones I begin to see Tear stained face and tangled hair Surrounded by those who care Suffering pain over all those years Scanning my room-filled jars of tears Out comes the ruby, bright colored red Years of never getting out of bed The emerald, a beautiful green Years of not wanting to be seen The sapphire, a sparkling blue When sadness seemed to always rue My tears, my broken life, as I peer Now letting go of all that fear Opened door, you're welcome here A warm smile, a listening ear Out comes a jar of stones Background music, soothing tones This jar is yours to keep Collecting those tears you weep Break open the life-long seal Now is the time to start to heal
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