KARINA GERVAIS
Age 12

Don't cry

Don't let tears
Take you over
Let them run down your cheek

Sobs will not solve anything, so forget that
I may not be there for you always
One day I'll be gone

Even though you sob
Love
And be loved
By me.

* * * * * *

Free like the wind

As I fly
Among the clouds
My heart beats lonely

Until a small gust of wind brushes my cheek
And blows away my troubles
Worries
And sad thoughts
Taking them to I not know where

And with a smile across my lips I glide along
With the wind.

Karina, a budding Montreal poet, is 12.

Home | Poetry Menu | Fiction