Tears

 

I saw a tear appear

At the corner of her eye

Wiped away she apologised

We are not meant to cry

Not in public anyway

Meant to be composed

But we are full of feeling

Sometimes it just shows

 

I remember on Mulranny strand

Nine months after Maggie died

My brother held my heaving self

I cried I wept I cried

Those feelings locked inside of me

Needed that release

And standing on that Clew Bay shore

That flood gave me some peace

 

Jesus at Jerusalem

Shed tears for all within

They could not see his loveliness

They only heard the din

The shouts and screams of every day

Distract the noisy crowd

Our silent tears are eloquent

Far more than words out loud

 

Brian Fahy

6 October 2021