12.03.2009

I don't know what this one is.. it just came out of my fingers..

Tears glisten as they fall down her pretty face…
She wishes she knew more about the human race…
Trials, they pass and struggles, they linger,
She yearns for solace and holds out her finger.
“One more for the road,” she whispers in his ear.
His footsteps depart, never to be near.

2 comments:

Neisha said...

wow! great job! I write poems too, or try to.

Emily Pedersen said...

cool!! i have to be in the right mood.. and they are all just a matter of expression! you should post some! :)