Tears, Fire and Flood

The child once pricked her finger
on a thorn.
She looked forlorn
at the blood
and the tears became a flood.
Her mother wiped the blood
from the child’s finger
but the tears did linger.
Who will wipe her tears
through the years
as the child watches fire and flood?

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