Tears

Tears.
Drops of water
Spill from your eye,
Roll down your cheeks 
And soak your face.
Some are sad,
Thinking of time gone by
Of all you lost
And the memories
Some are angry,
Frustrated with the world,
The people around you
Past and present
But mostly with your self
And you remember it all too well.
Some are tears of laughter,
A joke you’ve heard,
A funny picture or words 
Or something or someone stupid
Or something funny or just plain weird,
That you remember.
Then there are tears of joy,
The shear wonder 
Of something truly amazing
Or beautiful that touches your heart 
Leaving a warm blissful feeling, 
Feeling the love from the ones you love, 
Knowing you had it all along
And you remember how glorious that feels.
These tears, like the moments 
Vanish,
Leaving only the remnants of what was,
The only thing that remains of a life journey.