A raindrop rolls down a window pane and falls upon a sill.
  So does a teardrop roll down a cheek, to fall or be wiped away.
Yet like a photographer taking a photo to capture a moment.
  A teardrop captures emotions and paints a picture of its own, for all to see.
Yet tears can be of joy or sadness.
And as they have done so many times before.
   Tears always find the right time to fall.
Whether it be the right time for us or not.
For a teardrop holds the truth of a moment.
   In the time it is to fall.