A view impaired by broken glass
Somehow held together
By wooden frame and puttied edge
That seem to not remember
Pain, sorrow, discontent
Love's comfort now is lost
Shattered broken windows
A view impaired by broken glass
Confusion fills the household
Once dreams stood posing
As reality
Now broken glass
For all to see
Silence and its statement made
Denial can no longer be.
written by Pauline December 13, 2006
copyright 2006
1 comment:
So true.... and painful. Yet going beyond... hope for better days.
Well said Pauline!
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