The Lonely Glowworm

I wonder why your tears still encircle
the world like a song unsung:
rising, shining, smiling like rain
when they reach the clouds again.

It shines through the world with such gentle kindness,
like the sun that makes the world glow...
Please promise me you'll always remember
you helped make the world glow like so.

Promise me you'll always remember
how much you're glowing too;
even if there is no one at all
to catch your tears when they fall.