I looked upon it,
I saw a tear roll down,
Up and down the bumps of it's shadowed face.
I lifted my hand up,
And it did the same,
at the same pace.
And I looked at its face again,
It looked at mine, with a frown.
I moved my hand to my face,
It copied my exact movement,
and I wiped its tears.
In its eyes, I saw,
A grave feeling, that of fear,
I winced.
