This is something that made me stop and think.
  the words are short but the feelings are known to
so many.  What ever cycle causes the  sense
of being trapped and unable to walk away
to save your own sanity.  And the
sadness left when it is gone.


Woman

Listen close
And hear the tears
An old woman weeps
For her lost years.

The man she loved
The child she lost
The youth that faded
At such a cost.

The dreams she held
Close to her heart
Never had a chance
To fall apart.
 

                     ©DeAnna Johnson 1998

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