Guarded Poem by Frankie Stones
Guarded
I don’t know what it is no more,
A house, a home, a prison.
I feel trapped, guarded.
Unable to reach out for the daylight,
I so desperately crave.
Days disappear in the palm of my hand.
In fear that I'm alone,
I cry out,
But my cries are never answered.
Monday, December 31, 2007
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4/29/2024 12:02:16 AM # 1.0.0.1119
sad poem Frankie, our cries are seldom answered, 'days disappear in the palm of my hand'great line hope the New Year brings you peaqce and happiness Bill