I've suffered through a week of hell with migraine and that's the explanation to the dark tone in this one. :)
The sunny days will return as the headache's leaving the system.
The lonely ones
I hear what you say
But can tell you
There'll be no difference
as the night turns into day
The absence will be
just as profound
I'll still find myself
standing on lonely ground
As the sun comes up
I already know how the day will be
The lonely path gets to be lightened up
the path
that was meant for me
2007 © Jeanette Louridas
Poetry by Hagzissa
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Written on 2008-01-06 at 11:05
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