
Psalm 56:8 KJV
“Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?”
To be included in a collection of poems, Tears in A Bottle, written for friends and loved ones who are grieving!
She says
She’s okay
With a smile
That
Doesn’t
Meet her eyes!
But even in
The pain
There’s comfort
In knowing
He collects
Every tear
In a bottle
Knows each time
She cried
And why.
~~~
He sees
Her pain
The sorrow
Every tear she
Cries
In joy
Or in sorrow!
~~~
He counts
The tears
Gathers them
Every heartbreak
Every triumph
He knows them
And feels them
Deeply.
Copyright Michelle R Kidwell
June.19.2025
About the Creator
Michelle Renee Kidwell
Abled does not mean enabled. Disabled does not mean less abled.” ― Khang Kijarro Nguyen
Fighting to end ableism, one, poem, story, article at a time. Will you join me?


Comments (1)
A beautiful poem about grief Michelle. Nicely done!!