Tears On a Page
Only ten is she.
Assailable as a child can be.
Her mind drifts, worry at best, fear at worst.
Her ally is her art that expresses it so vividly.
The face that she wears on the page,
a tear drop just below each eye.
This is her identity. Her surroundings exposed.
Can you see her pain,
hidden behind those beautiful eyes?
She wants to be loved like little girls do,
The doll she embraces wants love too.
Through art, her heart is uncovered.
The tears so vivid on the face of a shadowed image.
She is that face.
Rejected by a mothers sin
who can relieve her from this life she navigates, but one friend she holds dear to her heart.
Untended, wasted and forsaken but by God.
If she can find Him.
Copyright © Ray Zottola | Year Posted 2022
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