Jul 2010
Days pass,
days pass----
shadows tread
the night.
Hearts break
glass shatters
from above.
Grey eyes
blink back
the years in rain.
And the world
comes xlowly
to an end.
days pass----
shadows tread
the night.
Hearts break
glass shatters
from above.
Grey eyes
blink back
the years in rain.
And the world
comes xlowly
to an end.
written by my sister Poet Laureate AC Dyson
