tears:
1.
a drop of the saline, watery fluid continually secreted by the lacrimal glands between the surface of the eye and the eyelid, serving to moisten and lubricate these parts and keep them clear of foreign particles.
2.
this fluid appearing in or flowing from the eye as the result of emotion, esp. grief.
besides being countless, tears are very precious... every drop, every one shed means a story behind... many times, people who sees these tears might not even know the story, except the "shedder"... but know what? God knows...
being sad makes one shed tears.. and that sadness hit gawain... as i came out from the gents, i saw gawain who just came out of sunday school... he, standing beside his mother looked at me and at that moment, after knowing him for so long, i knew he was down... he dragged his feet as he walked over towards me... then, he started tearing, slowly... as far as i hated tears flowing out from all my kids' eyes, i couldnt help but to cuddle him like my own in my arms and comfort him... i was saddened by him after that... just like a drop of ink that fell into a glass of transparent water that spreads soon after...
1.
a drop of the saline, watery fluid continually secreted by the lacrimal glands between the surface of the eye and the eyelid, serving to moisten and lubricate these parts and keep them clear of foreign particles.
2.
this fluid appearing in or flowing from the eye as the result of emotion, esp. grief.
besides being countless, tears are very precious... every drop, every one shed means a story behind... many times, people who sees these tears might not even know the story, except the "shedder"... but know what? God knows...
being sad makes one shed tears.. and that sadness hit gawain... as i came out from the gents, i saw gawain who just came out of sunday school... he, standing beside his mother looked at me and at that moment, after knowing him for so long, i knew he was down... he dragged his feet as he walked over towards me... then, he started tearing, slowly... as far as i hated tears flowing out from all my kids' eyes, i couldnt help but to cuddle him like my own in my arms and comfort him... i was saddened by him after that... just like a drop of ink that fell into a glass of transparent water that spreads soon after...
if ever one day you don't smile,
know that i won't either
until i make you smile first.
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