Hidden Tears And Hopes

The morning sun peeks though my window
And wakens me with it's light.
It kisses the teardrops on my cheeks
That I've shed during this long, lonely night.

Slowly I rise and stand looking out
As the early mist starts drifting away.
My soul cries out in it's sorrow
How can I make it through another empty day?

I know that I must endure it alone
And face the world with my head held high.
Hide the pain that lingers inside my heart
Conceal the bitter tears that I cry.

Yet hope has a tiny spot in my soul
As I stand so alone and apart.
That someday a true love will find me
And ease the pain and emptiness in my heart.

©Betty Lindsey 21/01/06