Friday, 2 September 2011

Out Of Kilter

Somewhere we lost our childhood connection
Severed by stresses that got in the way.
We have forgotten our old dreams and sisters
Stay in our corners with nothing to say.

Now I am staring into the sunset
With images of little girls in the yard
And wonder what magic could make us draw closer.
What happened to sharing what's good and what's sad?

I'm left with the thought that you've never known me
As I, to my sorrow, have never known you.
I am the one who's been left out of kilter
And life's been a shadow I've only passed through.

© 2011  Pam H. Murray

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