behind the seat
By wife2be •
who is that girl behind the seat
that little one who claims deeat
she sits aloe, talks in whispers
she's all alone, you can hear her wimpers
she says to herself
it will all be over soon
she rocks in her chair
as she gazes at the moon
i sit by her and touch her hair
we look at the people passing by
and suddenly she begins to cry
she tells me of her tragic life
her words cut me like a silver knife.....
(to be continued)