Etched in my Memory

There is a poem a classmate wrote years ago when I was in college, and it is etched in my memory:

I have forgotten how to cry,
But the sky remembers and sheds the tears
That experience and years have taught me to discipline and dry.
The sky and I have an agreement about pain,
And I love rain.

Through the years it has come to mind many times, especially during times of grieving, and it brings me comfort………. Thank you, Leila Jaynes.