WinterA Poem by Cierra Bailey
The lights on the trees reflect the ones in your eyes
as I stare up at you adoringly.
What is it about a piercing gaze that captivates us mind and body?
Our soul is still ours, but only for a short time.
Until you take that too,
put it on your shelf where you keep your useless collections.
Things you've stolen from innocent people
Things you've taken from the needy, the desolate souls, the ones with nothing left.
This is a time for giving, and rebirth.
But you don't know anything about that do you?
Selfish and snarky.
You know what you are, and you know who you are, and you know what you've done.
But I still don't understand.
© 2009 Cierra Bailey
Added on November 18, 2008
Last Updated on January 6, 2009
AboutI enjoy the simple things in life: The Piano. Writing and recording my own music. Chocolate milk. Winter. Christmas time. Fires and snuggling. The smell of a fresh fall morning. Kitty cat's on bikes. .. more..
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