Lonely It May Be
By Donna Y. Towery

The days gone by
are in my mind.
The simple days of my childhood
cry out to me.
The love and laughter
which were always so near,
have been replaced
by sorrow and fear.
I long for those days
which are nevermore.
Each day now
is like the day before.
 No one cares so why should I?
Can't you leave me in peace
to let me cry?
Let me live my life
though lonely it may be.
It's all I have left
just my life and me.
  Why look for love?
The happiness I might find
will only be taken away
with the passing of time.
So why?

©2000 Donna Y. Towery