Love Poems
The sixth tear
 

Last night before I went to bed,
Thoughts of you filled my troubled head.
Though I've not cried this way in many years,
On to my pillow fell six silent tears.

The first was for your smile that I miss,
And the taste of your tender lips that I long to kiss.
The second was for your angel face,
And the thoughts of your warm, loving embrace.

The third comes as no surprise,
As I thought of your beautiful, bright, loving eyes.
After this the fourth came rolling...
Instead of my pillow, it was you I should be holding.

The fifth came for one reason alone...
I felt my love for you was not fully shown.
I really miss you, my love, my dear...
There just fell my sixth tear.