ANNE P LadeeAnne MURRAY (APRIL,27TH,1944 / POCATELLO, IDAHO)
THE SUN GOES DOWN ON MY DAYS
My writings are merely shadows of my regrets
The taste of sadness, of thoughts left unsaid
Touches not felt -
Tears that dried, leaving salty traces
The feeling of emptiness in my hands, my arms
Walking slowly through my memories...
I long for the moment to come
when I can reach up and touch the sky
I long for one last, unending kiss
I wish I could say 'no regrets' as I muse all alone
Now- in a deep shade of purple the flowers fall asleep...
as the sun goes down on my days
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