Sunday, December 13, 2009

Unable to reach out...she sits alone ~ in tears...

she sits by the old tree
a tiny girl in tears.
wrapping her arms around her knees
she embraces the ache of fear
there's a light in a cottage so near
casting soft shadows on a moonlit face
voices serenade the darkness
inflaming the embers
of a belonging so close,
but never close enough...
for her to reach