Splinters Seasons come and go
like summer sun and falling leaves
and people in your life,
whose hopeful smiles are turned
by cold indifference,
while we spin,you and I,
dancers on the wheel of time
and how I crushed your fragile glass
to splintered fragments
strewn across those seasons
that came and went
and haunt me now
in unexpected moments
like a seeping wound
that never heal's..... |
