No Time For Tears

A poem that briefly speaks to crying and its significance.

Life often seems to be in a hurry
Pushing me quickly from one thing to another
My mind rushes-my thoughts scurry
Seeking new paths/outlets-answers to discover
Often my eyes respond to frustration-reflecting their fears
Yet my inner spirit springs out front- urging me to know
That there is no time for tears!
I may cry over whatever I choose
It must be quick though-or time I will lose
So- I shall remember- to enlist my friend- cheer
Because as life goes- I know-there is no time for tears!