Her long brunette hair
soaked up the tears from her eyes.
She sits on a porch alone
as time flies.

Her heart is broken
like the wilted petals of a flower.
Every time she thinks,
her spirit decreases every hour.

Spring may be here
and the glistening sun is bright,
but her mind is dark
like the cold winter's night.

She lives just day by day
waiting for something.
Wondering what that
sun might bring.