Sometimes it begins as a whimper.
I feel it in my throat, and I’m always surprised when I hear
myself before I realize I’m crying.
Sometimes the thought precedes the tears. That is usually when I scream!
Sometimes I’m talking and my voice becomes shaky.
The words get trapped in the tears, and if I keep talking,
I’m going to keep crying.
Sometimes my nose begins to sting first. Then I get a lump in my throat, and when I cry it hurts.
Sometimes I can stop within just a few minutes.
Sometimes I yell, and scream until I am exhausted.
Sometimes I sob for a long time.
Sometimes my tears are like a reverse rainbow.
I see a happy picture of a time full of
promise, and I cry because we loved.
“There is a sacredness in tears. . . .They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are
messengers of overwhelming grief...and unspeakable love.”
Washington Irving
Sometimes my nose begins to sting first. Then I get a lump in my throat, and when I cry it hurts.
Washington Irving
