As teardrops fell from an angels eyes I watched them fall to earth,

Each plant they touched enriched in color and increased in its girth,

When teardrops fall from angels eyes what anguish brought them forth

As angels smile their eyes light up, of this I do have a wisdom of a sort,

I’ve seen an angel cry tears of joy as her heart filled with wondrous joy,

As a joyful teardrop fell through earths sky a rainbow was seen to deploy,

Rainbows of beauty beyond words savored in my heart and in my mind,

Angel’s tears form a mist of mystery when clouds are impossible to find,

The brightest of rainbows come from angels filled with love new found,

Her beautiful eyes shone like diamonds in the night when I came to town,

Oh how it labored my heart to watch a tear form when I had to depart,

Yet came tears bringing joy to all but from my angel’s saddened heart,

A rainbow of angel’s creation came to be from my angel’s falling tears,

I wore a protective barrier of her and through war she soothed my fears,

Born for the other and to each other our eyes said yes before a word,

For five seasons I will pray she endures until my words are again heard,

From across earth came reflected sun from my angel’s sparkling eyes,

That created the streaks of shooting stars across our nighttime skies,

Do rainbow arches kiss the citizens goodnight each night back home?

Our little Texas town has given heavily to this war more than any known,

Rainbows from heaven fill earth’s sky born from but an angel’s tear,

Through eyes of mist I watched a rainbows birth as it became clear,

From an angel’s saddened heart came tears yet still brought joy to all,

A rainbow appeared from her teardrops mist as tears started to fall,

All I have is a photograph in form and it’s imprinted on this warrior’s soul,

I love that little angel and must find a way to return and depart war whole,

The brightest of rainbows shine from angel’s eyes answering love’s call,

Her sparkling eyes and dazzling smile will again lift my soul if I don’t fall,

Too she carries beauty in afterthought not realizing her photogenic face,

That this angels teardrops are falling for me seems to be so out of place,

I pray every rainbow of her heart and soul shall never bear burden for me,

When an angel cries from my joyful return are the only tears I want to see.  

The end, by Pat for Patti.  Written originally in 1968.  

Note:

Written from memory thus it may not be exact.

Still it means I love Patti with all my heart and soul.

Upon first sight we linked.