Teardrop Poem by Vera Sidhwa

Teardrop



As the world reflected in the teardrop,
The teardrop didn't speak one word,
Because he was being kept busy,
Crying.


The teardrop's world,
Was a world of sadness.
It was one of witnessing,
The world's badness.


But then one day,
He saw a funny scene,
That caught his fancy keen,
And made him the teardrop of laughter.



He laughed and laughed till he cried.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valerie Dohren 06 June 2013

Teardrops are shed due to emotion, whether it be happy or sad.

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