The Space In the corner where the dust settles on books that eyes never read,
The little cobweb so miraculously is being weaved,
thoughts race through my mind,
pierced my heart when said.
No one needs to crowd the corner, it is where
I am free from lifes many avenues,
go toss your laughter looking over the balcony
pass on by don't notice me.
The cat meows, the clock takes quiet away,
Only once is there one beginning in each day.
The morning has details, I finish, where is that place
where I call my own,?
I see it, thrown pillows welcome the limbs to rest,
a forgotten matter,
time passed,
I am now in the space,
I am with me alone.
DonnaLee 2008
Originally Posted On Site: 2008-02-22 02:29:18
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