Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Not Alone

I am quiet and secluded

but I am not a witch

I wonder how life would be

if I were not alone

I hear the chime of my mistake tree

and think about how I’ve changed my life

I see a little girl

chasing her dog up my path

and I just want a friend

I am quiet and secluded but

I pretend I am not lonely

I feel like I could love this girl

if she will let me into her heart

I reach out and touch her

to let her know she’s not alone

I worry that I will grow old alone

living with only my mistake tree

constantly reminding me of

things I’ve done wrong

I cry thinking the same might

happen to this little girl

I am quiet and secluded

but she keeps me company

I understand what it’s like

to feel out of place

I say a prayer that she

will find companions

I dream of how my life would have been

had I met her sooner

I try to encourage her to make friends

with the kids in the neighborhood

I hope I can make a difference

in her life

I am quiet and secluded no more

I am not alone

1 comment:

  1. This poem is very insightful, Haley. You added a lot of dimension to Gloria's character. The part where she worries that Opal may grow up like her, only remembering mistakes she has made, is very touching.

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