Pearls
There was this moment
When I was standing out side
With my yellow pop-sickle
In the rain
With tears running down my face
Staring at the forest green grass
When all of the sudden the green grass was gold
And I felt the rays of sunshine on my wet face
Yet the pearls of rain continued to fall
Matting my hair to my forehead
Soaking my half eaten pop-sickle
As I looked to the sky
With bloodshot puffy eyes
The sun was peeking from behind the storm
And I saw hope
Copyright © Jen H. | Year Posted 2009
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