Sadness holds all Grey eyes see the life below Blowing time on those it finds Dancing smiling faces With life, they glow Silver moon stands high above The mountain screams of ancient love Time to let them know That love of a different kind Is love after all... ©AnitaDawes 2020
Anita needs a rest, so I found one of my favourites from 2020…
For the visually challenged writer, the image is the drawing of a girl’s face. The girl appears to be lying on her side.
So young, so wide eyed
From pencil scratching comes so much
Does she see her future?
Is it filled with the sadness?
That welling in her eyes
Has she been left to lie alone?
For too long that hope has died
Look deeper, there are no tears
She cannot cry
Dark days, evil hands
have stolen her childhood away…
© ANITA DAWES 2020