Come Home MAG

By Michelle L., Torrance, CA

     Dimming bright eyes
Days passed and smiles faded
Like everything else
The worn out photographs
Sweet memories
The girl
And the others who looked upon
Days passed and laughter quieted
Perhaps they were all sorry
To see her go
Bright eyes dimming
Looking elsewhere
Light and joy trickles away
Down the steady stream of life
(Isn’t it sad how we all
change?)
And here we wait
With outstretched arms
Waiting for her
To come home




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