Teardrops coming.
Very sadly, but fast,
as you start to cry.
You turn your head the other way,
while people try to help.
As they realize nothing can help.
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This is a great poem. It is clean and true, and it tells stories beyond its few words. I hope you keep writing poems all your life. Thank you for sharing this one.
Posted by: Margaret Adam | February 19, 2004 at 07:54 AM
This is a poem with wonderful insight by someone so very young. Thank you for opening my eyes to see through yours. Thanks Mrs.H for your young poets. Let them fly!
Posted by: Joyce Pugh | March 09, 2004 at 07:38 PM