A girl sits alone in a field
writing down her thoughts of the day.
The sun shines down upon her,
warming her skin
lighting her face.
Her words have no meaning
to the feelings inside of her.
In the background
the crows caw, and the seagulls cry.
She sits thinking
with her haed against a tree,
of the things she did that day.
What she would've changed-
how she could've done things better.
She is not lonely,
but is quiet and content
to sit amongst the tree's-
to listen
to the things around her...
and so she sits
until the day is over-
and then she must go home....

Back Ground picture:- Epieh Kulembi

By Epieh

© 2001 Epieh (All rights reserved)

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