Like Tears in the Rain

LIKE TEARS IN THE RAIN

A map of tangled hair
A dirt smudged face
Bare feet running in the sand
And torn jeans
A grin that quickly turns to a laugh
A trusting heart
An image of a small child
Too soon grown
From childish whims
All our memories lost in time
Like tears in the rain.

Author: Carolyn Ford Witt
5-12-2012
MsCaroline

Oh, MsCaroline, I'm so sorry I didn't notice this post before. Feel free to PM me anytime you wish to have a critique on your work and I haven't responded within that day. It may be because I just overlooked it.

I love the little visual snap shots I get while reading this. I pictured the faces of my children when they were little with the first four lines. I love the title and the melancholy feeling. I didn't want it to end, kind of like a childhood that is here and gone in a moment. I wouldn't change a thing, except I wouldn't complain if you decided to add to it.