Lady Said…….

Under the Happy tree she sits, skin chocolate and sun dried
Food from others waste cans,
Life walks away from her but only at night when she sleeps under this tree
Fearful of the dawn and again no compassion, no mercy, relives her the demons that come
to visit her in her mind such Clark G., the devil and …..Elvis
Dreams and Hopes crumble and whether away under the tree and in the heat and melted
But where do I find home again? Lady said” know me as the lady and lay me down under
the happy tree and know my pleasure and pain”.

Barbara Panos

Archived 08/04/2010