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A Teardrop Yet To Fall
by Phillip William Allen
Friday, December 07, 2007
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Just passing through and wanted to wish all of my AD friends the best for the holidays. This previous pen reflects my hope that they'll all spread a bit of care to those in need.


In a café on the side of town

where misery often lay

sat a woman with shaking hands

her cup of sorrow growing cold

matted was her graying hair

the only thing within her eyes

was a teardrop yet to fall


The rain outside disturbed her sleep

her cardboard house it crumbled and fell

hunger was taking more bites than her

hollowed stomach echoing the thunder

borrowed butts inhaled with pride

in eyes that searched for opportunity

maybe a warm place for the night

was a teardrop yet to fall


I sat myself down beside her

along with a smile I offered a meal

bites taken with hurried dignity

the conversation was obvious my own

another hot cup of happiness

slight worry of her appearance

cracked lips contoured a smile

in eyes that saw me leave a fifty

was a teardrop yet to fall


As I opened the door to the storm outside

she followed begging to know my name

Hope and Faith they are my sisters

Grace she birthed us all

I’m called, as should be others

I feel as they should feel

invading the storm I turned around

one last wave I paused to share

from her eye’s fell a tiny teardrop

as she realized my name was Care



© 10-12-06

Phillip William Allen


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Reviewed by Sally Carter 6/5/2011
A very special poem, Phillip. You made me feel guilty for the times I have passed by. The repeated line is touching and effective, and superbly adapted in the final stanza. Great stuff.
Reviewed by Annabel Sheila 5/5/2011
This is an absolute gem, Phillip! Touched me right to my soul...beautifully crafted poetry....

Reviewed by Vivian Dawson 4/23/2011
Phillip, Sharing and Caring a teardrop falling...with the essence of your pen's emotion, one could not help sheding one themselves! Lady Vivian
Reviewed by Connie Faust 12/1/2009
A very special poem, Phillip. You have so much compassion, and a wonderful mode of writing. A blessing to read.
Reviewed by Beryl McMullen 5/12/2009
A poignant sad but beautiful poem – I wish more of as had the name ‘Care’
Reviewed by Melissa Mendelson (Reader) 4/11/2009
It's a sad world still when we see so many suffer, left cold outside, but we have to remember that a little bit of caring does go a long way.
Reviewed by 000 000 4/10/2009
A compassionate, heartfelt, beautiful writing!
Reviewed by Linda Zebsokey 4/5/2009
"Hope and faith, they are my sisters. Grace, she birthed us all." Beautiful words Phillip and touching sentiment. Thanks for sharing this compassionate poem with us.
Reviewed by Cryssa C 4/4/2009
This brought tears to my eyes. Your writing makes me feel for the characters and feel the emotions they feel. Not many writers have that ability.

Reviewed by Sharon Lockwood 4/2/2009
You are an amazing writer. What a fabulous heartfelt poem! I've enjoyed reading your work.
Reviewed by Janna Hill 4/2/2009
My eyes welled as I came to know the woman in the picture and I had to blow my nose by the end. That doesn’t happen to me often. Thank you for such a lovely work.
Reviewed by Liana Margiva 4/2/2009
WONDERFUL, VERY TALENTED!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
Reviewed by Debra Baker 2/16/2008
I must say this poem touched my heart. Reminds me of a poem I wrote years back titled "The Unfortunate Man." In a second, you gave faith to a victim of the streets. It is your generosity that she shall never forget when others walk by without a glance. Though she may never see you again. She will never forget. Nor will God...
Reviewed by Sherry Heim 12/31/2007
It is so easy to turn away or to let fear keep us from taking a moment to exchange a bit of human kindness to those who suffer from aflictions we may not understand. We tend to judge others by our self and in doing so forget that "there, but for the grace of God, go I..." Your words do indeed express the true meaning of Christmas. Charity is a virtue that few of us take to the extent that we should as we continue to confuse our needs with our wants. A few days ago, as a friend of mine was telling me about the car stereo she was going to buy for her husband, as a Christmas gift, at a price of about $800.00. I thought to myself, UNICEF could innoculate an entire community of children for that amount of money and still have enough left over to offer protection and education to adults to teach them about stopping the spread of HIV. You certainly strike a cord with me in this offering, TD. Thank you for taking the time to stop by and deliver this potent message to all of us.
Take care,
Reviewed by Rose Rideout 12/23/2007
Phillip what a beautiful write you share with us and I know you will have a wonderful Christmas because you have a big heart. Stay safe and keep in touch with us.

Newfie hugs, Rose
Reviewed by Kate Burnside 12/10/2007
BEAUTIFUL ALLEGORY!!! This exudes Grace by the bucketful, Ducky. Blessed are your eyes to see what you see and your heart that is prompted by these precious thoughts. A wonderful picture of what Christmas is all about. And may your own celebrations be wonderfully warm round your welcoming fires of love. Kate xx
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader) 12/9/2007
Beautiful writing sweet man,really nice to read your wonderful work again,please stay safe and well and please have a MERRY CHRISTMAS...Hugssssssssss
Chanti Lace
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 12/8/2007
A compassionate and moving offering, Phillip. Love and blessings to you,

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 12/8/2007
A heartfelt offering!!

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to you and yours!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by Carole Mathys 12/8/2007
I agree with Eileen, it is so good to read you again, and this is a sad and gentle reminder that we all should care...everyday

Reviewed by E T Waldron 12/7/2007
Phil it's so good to read you again, and especially such a compassionate caring poem, just right for the holidays, t remind us to care to...
Merry Christmas and take car!

Reviewed by Christine Alwin 12/7/2007
This is most heartfelt,, a wonderful inspiration as sad as it is,,
We must always hope and care for one and another,,,
Blessings, Christine
Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner 12/7/2007

So good to see you, even if you are just passing leave a beautiful reminder to reach out to our less fortunate brothers and sisters. Excellent.

(((HUGS))), love and Merry Christmas, Karla.
Reviewed by Barbara Smith 12/7/2007
Such a nice's full of heart rendering moments and your poems still touch my heart! May your Holiday Season be blessed with joy & happiness and your upcoming New Year a meaningful one.
Reviewed by Susan de Vegter 12/7/2007
I know this very same lady and, in Savannah, her name was geraldine. They are all a part of my heart and though the names are different their love is needed everywhere. It's always our turn to make things a little better. When we pass them by doing nothing is the worst thing you could do for them, this world, our children and yourself!
Love and blessings!
Reviewed by Karen Palumbo 12/7/2007
Best way to do things, without recognition and fanfare as many do. So very heartbreaking people even have to live this way. It can happen to the best of us and many times does....

Have a very Merry Christmas and joyful New Year!

Be safe,
Reviewed by blue soplain 12/7/2007
yes; very gently pretty and quiet; burning. ..
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