Alone
In the strands of snow ,
she stands alone
wrapped in shrouds of mystery
her gentle hand gloved
carrying a violet stone
In the classroom,
She sits alone
Speaking to the ceiling in tender tones
Her lips murmuring sweetly of ascension
To another dearer dimension
In her homeroom,
She weeps alone
for missed planes and shattered dreams
her heart shivering with pain
for what she lost or could have gained
She realizes yet again
That everywhere and everytime
She was just ALONE !
This is my third poem, this is dedicated to all the people who feel lonely in life.
I know how hard it is when you're left alone you have no one for you.
With love ❤
Signing off
Vee