Oh Saffie, I really like this, its sad, yet filled with love and compassion. I also like how you repeated your opening lines at the end. This is simply beautiful...

Saffie you nailed this such a heart felt poem with a beautiful meaning this is a fav and a nomination

A prime example of how simplicity can
be so powerful and perfect

Well done

This Saffie was such a touching write with the sadness but the love and care and gentleness it was penned. I love the repetition, made it really powerful and the simplicity as well was just perfect.

Really great write this is :)

Thank you xx

The wording is excellent, full of imagination bordered in touches of reality.

How good is this first stanza? The imagery of the tear drop, almost slow motion in its movement.. then the wow moment as it lands in a weeping heart. This is one of those stanzas that makes you sit back and wish you had thought of it. But this is just the first of six greatly constructed stanzas. Each containing a reference to tears or weeping, synchronizing the whole piece with the title. My favourite part and the reason for the points is the bravery of the repetition, this was a risk that paid off. It is not the longest poem so this could have seemed that the author was over indulging in her fantastic analogy. But no, it is purely a parting shot at those who admire her opening stanza. Awesome.

From the beginning until the last stanza, i can see the imagery of a dying old woman/man, where the only thing she can do is to cry and somehow you describe the last moment while assisting a helpless person. and in this line, perhaps i doubted if I were use past of present, since in my last poems i was confused with the same line
"Catching your tear-drops,
I trap them inside a bottle
so I can make them float away
with the sea's departing waves."
But then i realized that your sentence is progressing so instead of "trapped", u use "trap". Very nice poems...how i wish when I'm dying too, someone will do the same thing for us...it will heal our burden =)

From the beginning until the last stanza, i can see the imagery of a dying old woman/man, where the only thing she can do is to cry and somehow you describe the last moment while assisting a helpless person. and in this line, perhaps i doubted if I were use past or present, since in my last poems i was confused with the same line
"Catching your tear-drops,
I trap them inside a bottle
so I can make them float away
with the sea's departing waves."
But then i realized that your sentence is progressing so instead of "trapped", u use "trap". Very nice poems...how i wish when I'm dying too, someone will do the same thing for us...it will heal our burden =)