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Raindrop Tear

It was a bright and sunny day, yet, a raindrop fell from the blue sky; and lay on my cheek with a sigh; then, it began to stray, it crawled a path to my red lips, and stayed there clinging; the beauty of it so stinging; it laid still- but soon slowly drips, and on my ruby lips I taste salt, this raindrop is like a tear; and I hear a whisper in the air; that makes me suddenly halt, when I get home- you had died, oh gran you came to me a raindrop; I truly believe you made a stop; before to Heaven you had to glide, You came as a raindrop kiss, to caress your girl one last time; before those steps you had to climb; grandma- I will always your love miss. __________________ November 13, 2018 Poetry/Enclosed Rhyme/Raindrop Tear Copyright Protected, ID 18-1084-913-01 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym. Submitted to the contest, Screwed X1X Sponsor, Rob Carmack (NA, The Raindrop, Judged 11/25/18) Ninth Place
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La France Avatar
November 14, 2018 at 3:49 PM
Than you Mike and John for visiting my poem and for the great comments, so thankful ~
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November 14, 2018 at 1:15 PM
Constance, you tell such a beautiful story with this well written. Nicely written my friend. John
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November 14, 2018 at 11:40 AM
Hi Constance, this wonderful write brought tears to my eyes as I did read. What a wonder to share with us. This little gem opened up my emotions so easily. You have alwaYS HAD THE GIFT OF MAKING THE READER FEEL. I have loved this beautiful journey through your words. Have a wonderful Wednesday. Hugs....Mike. XX
La France Avatar
November 13, 2018 at 11:14 PM
Thank you Ralph, for visiting my poem and commenting, appreciate ~
Sergi Avatar
November 13, 2018 at 4:15 PM
I was deeply touched bytes poem and the words stirred me, Dear Heart
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