the skies are gray
overcast
the land is barren
desolate
waiting
for a spring that will never come
the sun
casts dim shadows
the future is bleak
empty
she sits
and stares
remembering
happiness and laughter
she sits
and watches
the gray landscape
her eyes are hollow
empty
she sighs
she sighs and the wind picks her up
blowing her away
like leaves falling from the trees
it sweeps her away
and she is gone
as though she never was
the land is barren
there's not a living thing in sight
empty