Sweet Dreams Little One Xxx
I cried today.
Over the saddest of news.
Tears welling up and flooding my vision.
Then just like a river busting it's banks,
Tears overflow and roll down my face.
I cried today.
At the thought of the little angel.
Teardrops representing his clear crystal lights.
Dripping from my chin, like rain dripping from rooftops.
Then splashing, forming pools of salty water at my feet.
For the contest personify a tear
Copyright © Emma Buckeridge | Year Posted 2011
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