Sad

• Jessica Kane, Grade 9
• Short Story
• 2012

A tear drop rushes down her ever rosey cheek,
As she holds her knees and rocks back and forth,
Back and forth.
She dreams of times of joy and laughter,
Only to wake to something disaster.
With nothing to hold, nothing to view clear,
She wiped away that dreadful tear,
And rocked back and forth,
Back and forth.
She hugged her knees once again,
Dreaming of her only friend,
her ever dwindling heart.