Poet Keri
September 29,2008
Freeverse
Age 11
One drop, trickles down my cheeks.
That drop, wetting my lips, telling me, don't worry, it'll be alright.
One drop, slowly dripping down from my eyes,
What made me start to cry.
As I think of everything that's happened,
That just saddens me more.
But that one little drop, that trickled down my cheeks.
That brought me dismay at first.
But as I thought of it,
It's just an angel, tellling me, I'll be OK.
And now, that one dropp that trickled down my cheeks,
Is that one dropp that brought me hope in my tears.
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