A slender water drop,
Falls into the puddle of silence.
Returning to the background,
A girl splashes around.
Another drop falls from the weeping tree,
As tear drops just like you and me,
You wouldn't think, something could be so delicate
That no one could see beyond the form it has taken;
But water is a clear beauty, even a tree can see.
A slender water drop falls.
By Mariah Miles