SUMMER HEALING

Troubled and confused, she sits alone on the swing
Watching everyone else enjoy the summer sun
Feet buried in the sand box, tears start to run, down her cheeks and onto her black and white dress.

Each drop a reminder of the life she lives
Each sob, pure evidence of the pain she feels
A closed fist full of sand, the memories she longed to erase

Eyes tightly shut; she wishes them away, and with the blowing wind and dancing particles of sand,
More tears start to flood......And she opens her hand
Into the distance they danced,
Her heart aches, pains and troubles,
Along with sand

Between the trees and over the roof tops
The sadness she once knew.
Now gone with the wind

FROM: LILYLAUGHTER PAGES