Teardrops

• Madelyn Trinh, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2013

Teardrops dripping down my face
They're going so fast, it's like a race
I have no idea of what I could do
Nor how I'm going to get to you

The clouds are turning dark and grey
My tears won't leave, they want to stay
I wish you were here to see what I see
But most especially, to be with me