My heart hurts
Tears pour
I hide them from you
But they flow when alone
We each have our trials
I have mine
You have yours
Our hearts hurt
Our tears pour
But when the crying is done
in our room all alone
we must rise up and press on
“Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth…
“and God Himself will be among them,
and He will wipe away every tear from their eyes;
and there will no longer be any death;
there will no longer be any mourning, or crying, or pain;
the first things have passed away.””
Elizabeth Grace Neal 