Last Fallen Tear Drop

     Now I stare into the distant far.
       
Beyond the sadden horizon
      
Crossing an ocean is where I be.
     
Under the calm sultry moonlit night.
                     
The thought of you comes beckoning.
                               
Not slow to go,
                   
I follow you to a place I never be.
                        
To share in loves mysteries.
                  
But I look...So long divide from the sea.
                          
My cloud seeps to weep.
                 
The last fallen tear drop to hit my cheek.


                         
{Copyright � 1998 Nancy Smith}