Wednesday, June 25, 2008
How cruel fate
Current mood: annoyed
Quiet
Is my life
Silent's is my day
Business is all that calls
Since my friend has gone away
Watering the flowers
Cutting growing grass
Weeding in the garden
None to share my victory or my loss
Painting in the studio images never seen
Putting in the darkroom sink
None working by my side
silver images to create
Walks alone, sleep the same
Why has change been forced?
Oh, How cruel fate
When loneliness I embrace
What lesson do I have to learn?
God, why put me in the place
now with name and a face
without trying
To Inherited Maya's Dance
copyright Lghurcomb 25 June 2008