How Do You Cry? Poem by Aryn James

A very little friend of mine(who's cat had just died) explained it exactly for me. She said in a very grown up voice(whilst choking back the tears) that I probably expected her to cry and was wondering why she hadn't cried and said well I am crying behind my eyes where you can't see. You expect me to cry with the front of my eyes but I can't cry there 'cos I would break. I m crying in my soul and all the tears I cry inside go down this big hole so you can't see them crying on my face...then she turned away her face and very politely excused herself in case I caught her crying. Out in the hall we listened to these great big sobs but as adults we had forgotten what it was like to cry in our souls and we didn't know what to do. So we all sat there dumbly until she composed herself and came back into the room. She told us that we seemed sad so she had come back to mind us. All the adults in the room couldn't stand it anymore and we all burst into tears. She went around all of us and put an arm around us and comforted our crying. She told us we had to be brave so we all tried to be as brave as she was but she was the bravest. I think we cry in lots of different ways which are mostly invisible but all the realer for that...'crying on the face' or 'with the front of the eyes' is just one of those ways. Your poem was beautiful and made me cry but I was proud of you that you were prepared to ask the question and sometimes the answer is another question that each person has to answer for themselves. Hoping that you will also discover the tears of happiness or that they will find you. With much love Donall

This is an awesome poem! I loved the way that it made me want to cry... but somehow I couldn't. Thank you for this beautiful piece of writing. -Storm

Beautiful.. thats the best word i have to describe this... you are one amazing author