Teardrop

Oh teardrop,
You won't stop,
Your happiness,
Is also your sadness,
You're beautiful,
As well as pitiful,
The reason you're there,
Is because someone near,
Has passed away,
Taking light from the day,
Bringing darkness,
To your host's existence,
But you accentuate her elegance,
Even though she's in deep disturbance,
You manage to keep grace,
On her pain stricken face...

Oh teardrop,
You won't stop,
You are the essence of beauty,
Yet you exist because of tragedy.