On a hill by a cliff,
Near the shore by the sea,
Sat a little girl,
About age three.
She held her hand up,
To try and touch the sky,
But little did she know,
A plane would fly by.
As it sliced her fingers off,
Her smile fell away.
She saw herself tumble and fall off the cliff,
But she was still there all day .
Singing;
"Oh where has my flower gone?"
YOU ARE READING
A Smile Full Of Broken Glass
PoetryPoetry from my innermost thoughts and mind. Remember to look for the deeper meaning in everything no matter where, who, what or when it is.
