They say our tears wash away all that is old,
They are the cleanser of our very souls,
And when they are through, make us whole.
They stream down like the rain,
Our emotions they do drain,
Purifying evil demons of the past,
So we may live happily at last.
To bury deep, the sadness of life,
Our tears wash away all strife,
That we may hold our heads on high,
And never again let our demons nigh.
Our tears wash away all that is old,
Never again to shiver from the cold,
That has wrought our emotional state
And our demons they did abate.
Barbara Lynn Terry
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tears-33/
