Saturday, October 22, 2011


Walking slow
Talking low
My face is full of wrinkles

I live alone
But nobody knows
For I have no visitors

Killing time
Watching time
Talking all about time

Remember when
Remember then
Remember me, do you?

So many changes
Battle of the ages
You won't even listen

Talk of days gone
Talk of people gone
Can't talk to who is here

Who really knows?
The soul that shows
The heart that breaks each day

Winding down
Thinking now,
Still grateful for so much.

© Leonora Sophie

No comments:

Post a Comment