A thousand teardrops (I'll cry with you)

This is a poem I wrote awhile back (I couldn't remember exactly when) after I stumbled upon a website called Strong Verse. The tsunami disaster of December 26, 2004, in South Asia is still fresh on my mind when I wrote this. This is nothing special, of course, I'm not an accomplished poet, or even a poet if it comes to that. I meant this to be a private poem, but I also want to record some things in my mind. And a blog is a way to do it. This is better than a traditional pen and paper journal. And it's not like there are actually people reading my blog. I think I'm the only one who knows of this blog. So in a way it's private.

Should I count the teardrops?
They might number into thousands.
If not I will, I would make it so.
One for each soul awash.
Will each lessen the grief of the survivors?
One more teardrop for me.
One less for the lonely orphan.
One less child to be accompanied by Pan.
One less for a mother who now has none.
Not enough.
You'll continue crying I think.
I'll cry with you.