In the dark evening
she was sitting in the front porch
with her legs crossed.
No one was there but a cup of tea that always been there for her
the tears rolled down her pale cheeks.
Just like the petals, snowflakes, and eyelids.
they will eventually fall.
Sep 14, 2013
Sep 14, 2013 at 8:23 AM UTC
In the dark evening
she was sitting in the front porch
with her legs crossed.
No one was there but a cup of tea that always been there for her
the tears rolled down her pale cheeks.
Just like the petals, snowflakes, and eyelids.
they will eventually fall.