Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Life Alone


Life Alone

Standing here
I will see why.
An outcast
Standing in the shadows.
My clothes are mucky
My hair is mangled.
Watch as the people pass me by
My family, my friends
All walk right by me.
No one to give a care
No one to dare.
I sit alone
In this mucky shadow.
No one ever, ever goes near here.
I watch the sunset.
It will be dark soon.
A hand outstretches
And a soft voice says,
“I am your family.”

Dedicated to my mother, she is the best in the world!

Love you mom!