Her Tears

Her tears

Her tears streamed down her face

Her soft pale red pink skin

She was so upset

Her face in rivers of tears

Her pale red pink skin

Her skin on her flush red cheeks

Her tears made her cheeks become hard and grained

Her uncontrollable tears and sweat

Covered her forehead

Covered her short red hair

Gradually her colours of skin and hair were no longer there

Her tears still flowing

Her face now still

Her body so still

The tears still flow

As she falls asleep

Her tears now stopped

Her green eyes now gone

Her eyelids now closed

She is now a beautiful statue of beautiful wood

The beautiful grains running through her wood

Her lips so perfect as she sleeps

She will age beautifully

She will whether in the rain and snow

She will always be beautiful

Toria

21/6/2021