Tears

• Emily Cross, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2005

I ran along...the rain drenching me,the sea...so close by, crashing in my ears,mixed wih the rain were my grieved tears.I howled as my knees hit the wet sand.I looked up to the pouring rain And yelled "WHY ME!"this was my fathers favourite place...the place he lived...the place he died...remembering this, seeing his life end...made me scream hystericly I pushed myself up stilll howling as I ran towards the crashing waves i ducked underneath them wanting nothing more than to slip away ... the dark clouds and pouring rain faded as i colsed my eyes...someone,my mother came and slipped a soft towel around me and pulled me into her warm emrace her tears mixing with mine.