I gain heartfelt strength as I gather my forces
rising up en masse
riding cresting waves of woe
to breach the ramparts
the welling rims
of her loving eyes

it starts with only one
one perfectly ripened drop of sorrow
this beautifully packaged pain

and a lustrous cascade of soulful pearls ensues
wept gems pouring forth from a pure heart

I am the tears your mother cries.