I was weeping for the second time in two days.

Weep for those who have nothing but old age and death as their future!

She wept not only for herself, but at leaving my mother within a month or two of her time.

She died on June 19, 2003, weeping for her son.

He knew that she wept for the first time because of him.

He wept like a child for the rest of that night.

"Do you know how long it has been since anyone wept for me?"

I could have wept for her, knowing how short his stay.

I wept that night for my boy - of course, not where he could see me.

They're weeping for joy because running has changed their lives.