The Lady Poem by Dorthe Wisbech Clausen
The Lady
The worn-out old Lady,
Walking down the street,
Looking sad and fadey,
Dragging her weary feet
She reads your mind,
She knows your thoughts,
You cannot hide,
She tried it all
We see her walk
The street each day,
She never speaks,
We leave her stay
She's seen it all,
The rise and fall,
Though sad and fadey,
She's still a Lady
Monday, November 17, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Life
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