Despair Poem by Jennifer Rychter

And there he sat,
On a bench in the park,
Staring off into the distance,
Silent and sorrowful...

As I slowly walked closer,
He slightly raised his head...
As I gazed into those crystal blue eyes
I found myself being drawn closer...

Pale as death himself...
His beautiful hair dancing with the winds...
Tears streaming from his eyes,
As he tried to turn away...

I reached out toward him to wipe away his tears,
I asked what was wrong,
He remained silent and rested his hand on mine and the fear vanished from his eyes...