Oh eyes how do you tear
Oh heart how do you beat
Oh arms how your embrace
When my family weeps
Oh lips what words have you
Oh tongue what can you speak
Oh ears will you uncover
When my family weeps
Do I disguise my own pain
In a blanket of premature joy
Or will my sorrow, my story heal
When my family weeps
© Ruby Neumann
Poet's Note:
This poem came to me January 22. 2019, while unloading a container of toilets at work, So pen in hand I scrambled to find a piece of paper on my forklift to scratch out the words as they came to me. The tears of my family have always been my own in some way or another. And the question becomes... "What do I do with that?"
