Saturday, May 21, 2011

Seventeen...


Seventeenth May...

A dull, wet cloudy evening

Seventeen flames

Bravely fight the wind

As they sit on a grave

However much they try

They can't light the darkness

Your absence has left

Seventeen years...

That's what you would have been...

No more a little girl...

Not yet a woman...

How I wonder

what it would be like

If you were here..

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