the tear
it starts with a feeling
and moves to the eye
the water builds up
you wipe it dry
but then even more
to your surprise
come running down
you start to cry
the journey begins
it winds and turns
it slowy creeps
it feels each crack
each wrinkle
on the cheek
its gaining speed
its journey soon ends
of the cheek it jumps
towards the floor
there it will be
a tear no more
it falls
and falls
and falls
some
more
and SPLAT it goes on the floor
and moves to the eye
the water builds up
you wipe it dry
but then even more
to your surprise
come running down
you start to cry
the journey begins
it winds and turns
it slowy creeps
it feels each crack
each wrinkle
on the cheek
its gaining speed
its journey soon ends
of the cheek it jumps
towards the floor
there it will be
a tear no more
it falls
and falls
and falls
some
more
and SPLAT it goes on the floor