A tear

I am impressed as to what a tear can make in one’s day.  Is it a tear of sorrow, a tear of rejoicing, or of some other moment of a life experience.  Though I have had many moments of sorrow and rejoicing throughout my life, I can neither recall or disclaim a bad teat day.

Today I speak of a bottle of tears, fake tears I hope, but when my eyes feel heavy and with discomfort, I can reach for a bottle of tears and relief is a drop ahead.

A tear, a liquid of relief.

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