Chronic pain. Life changing; faith testing; invisible producer of tears. This has been my life for almost four decades. Four decades of constant pain. Tears flow outward but grow inside. They are a grower of compassion and empathy. They have a way of shining the light on those other than yourself. They teach you. They help you see the world around you. The words on these pages of poetry reflect the struggle, the growth, and the hope that can still be found.May these words seep into your soul, and take you to an emotional, picturesque, and touching journey, so the tears may not be wasted We are not alone. . There is always hope. God has not forsaken us. I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee. Heb. 13.5 KJV May we see the world with gentle eyes kjweberauthor.com