Passing Souls Poem by Ronald Chapman

On our paths that are given to us by Fate,
As our Souls move through time eagerly,

No one looks at each other anymore,
Living in our worlds,
Souls simply drifting away,

Looked up for a moment,

Saw her passing,
Walking away,
Covered in a white dress,

Walking towards forever,
Still a stranger,
She's leaving,

Each step she takes,
Leaves me with heartache,

Where are you going?
Come back to me again.