29 And Lost Poem by Shirley Hanley
29 And Lost
The heavy burden of my desire
lies waste my soul...
darkness clouds my thoughts
as I fall...
deeper and deeper,
caught in a web of fear
everywhere lonely, empty space...
time stands still
and I await tomorrow...
2/15/1970
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
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4/26/2024 6:22:43 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Ah Shirley, I can see you in 1970 penning these thoughts. I too was there doing the same. Read Time 'Heals'. I am sure you will see the similarity. Adeline