A little tear of joy.
That’s all I need to leave in the heart of the people I love.
Many companions on my walk left, but they took this tear of glad to leave the smile next to the cry in my memories.
This tear-souring tear transforms the sad cold of longing in the warmth of the embrace in the memories.
Beautiful strength of love, wonderful its greatness that with only an small tear, transforms a ocean of sadness.