Poets are those who love,--who feel great truths, And tell them.

July 10, 2008

Gone

by Elizabeth

I am no where to be found.
Mom and Dad don't find me ever.
Sister, brother, hears my voice;
Yet they will never see me.

Dead am I who gave them help,
For sorrow had surrounded me
And gone from life is Lilly Junes
Who was given no one's friendship.

No comments:

Post a Comment