As the world reflected in the teardrop, <br />The teardrop didn't speak one word, <br />Because he was being kept busy, <br />Crying. <br /> <br /> <br />The teardrop's world, <br />Was a world of sadness. <br />It was one of witnessing, <br />The world's badness. <br /> <br /> <br />But then one day, <br />He saw a funny scene, <br />That caught his fancy keen, <br />And made him the teardrop of laughter. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />He laughed and laughed till he cried.<br /><br />Vera Sidhwa<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/teardrop-17/
