Blossoming Smile

• Kiran Kaur, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2019

Admiring the sky after shedding a stream of tears,
Miles of blue, has it ever been so clear?
I thought words like tomorrow, future or fate
Were all fictitious, but now I'll debate,

You were standing steady on the floor,
With every fragment in your hand that I could ask for,
As we rant about our pasts,
Out of our eyes, tears blast,

We cried even when we felt happy,
Smiled even when we felt lonely,
I wanted to stop your tears,
Help you conquer your fears,

But when I went to wipe your warm tears dry,
You refused, so they kept pouring down, I knew why,
Even if more bitter moments get added to your pile,
Just remember that I will be the spring to your smile.