Alone
Alone
Under the shadows,
Just one girl.
Time holds time,
Softly, gently by.
The night is fleeting,
going to dusk,
and still she has not
the means.
Although she travel
life’s road,
She has not life’s helpmeet.
Compensation life’s only woe.
Her friends have gone,
To where does she turn?
Nowhere but alone,
under the shadow.
Where no one wishes to be….
Though years and years go by,
Still she remains,
Alone.
And I only know
She’d wish otherwise.
quoted from Through Time’s Looking Glass: A Book of Poetry, Michelle Swope
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