Jane Bendall, Grade 10
The silent tears fall down
As the little girl weeps.
Dressed in black,
The car silently drives away.
Thunder falls and lightning strikes,
The sky lights up like a never-ending lightshow.
The girl stares silently,
And looks up into the sky.
A little angel has smiled upon her
As the doves start to fly.
Every breath is like a choking strain
A grip firmly around her neck;
Down comes the rain.
Her make-up smudged eyes are just a smear in her tainted life,
As the little girl weeps at her mother’s life,
And says goodbye for the final, last time.