#hearkened
She could not forget those behind bolted doors
(it was hard and heartless without those behind bolted doors),
she had heard the pitter patter and the quiet footsteps
of time that robbed and stole endless days of fun
it was the one treasure and unseen barrier
she could not walk through the open doors
'Memories will float like dusty leaves
on the windy way where paths made now were seldom warm'
Sep 4, 2013
Sep 4, 2013 at 9:27 AM UTC