This twilight softly caresses old faithful moon,
When she stares out,
deeply in passive, sombre thoughts,
hoping;
Sometime later,
a calm sea would make some noise,
waiting, yearning and thinking;
A rare smile crosses her face,
a hidden wrinkle lits up, from somewhere-
to those times that passed by,
pains, sorrows, mor pains painfully felt,
praying of things and people;
A little happy girl lost somewhere,
when life visited - her,
the soul cried to stop this all -
for one moment, that time
The smile is lost,
the laughter so very rare,
Could those dreams may have come real,
Sometimes when prayers turn into complaints,
Life could be shorter - she wondered many times -
in weak moments, in love lost moments,
Hope they remained with heart so true,
Sincerely following floating clouds - briefly dreaming,
She thought - helplessly,
Would you remember me?
she asked, almost yearningly.
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Submission Name: Her
