Five-minute poetry...
The lady
She walks in the sunlight that burns
She trips in the moonlight that yearns
Time sears its hard-earned tracks
Skin deep, the memories gush forth
Dancing in thought, she remembers
Faces, mornings, aches and minds
Munching meals in fancy restaurants
And half-eaten chips in dank diners
She mentions things long forgotten
She reads these lost pages long torn
Time waits for her in the darkness
Around the corner of ninety nine
Copyright Vickie Johnstone
Copyright Vickie Johnstone
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