Rejection’s Tears . . .

Tears drip,
from swollen eyes
rejection again . . .
the heart cries.

Loss of arm,
or another limb
would hurt no more
or be less grim.

To feel the pain,
of denial
then to have to . . .
force a smile.

There can be,
no greater grief
but God’s mercy
will bring relief!

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Psalm 56:8
King James Version

“Thou tellest my wanderings:
put thou my tears into thy bottle:
are they not in thy book?”

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Deborah Ann Belka