She's Missing
28 November, 2012
author: Rebecca Ditch-Hammack (aka Dreamer)
Where is that girl I used to be
The one that was wild and young and free
She disappeared into the oblivion
Traded her life for servitude and less sin
No longer can I change on a dime
Drop what I'm doing for 'me time'
I gave that all up so long ago
To a ring on the finger that another bestowed
Every once in a while I catch a peek
Of the young girl who use to give out such cheek
Now growing older I look back in my mind
For the beginning of the life to which I've resigned
Did I do it for love, did I do it for need
Did I do it because I thought I would succeed
I smile at the older woman I see in the mirror
Looking at each line by my eye that gets clearer
I could look at this sadly, but I choose not
I smile at my silliness of that negative thought
For I have everything that a girl could want
Obviously enough 'me time' for the demons to taunt
I may no longer be young and wild
And freedom has matured from that of a child
Now I have a life close, but not completely content
So I guess I do know where that little girl went
------- Author's Notes -------
As youth fades into the distance we are left with the memories of the times we spent in our carefree ways. |
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William Bill Jones (138.162.8.59) -- Wednesday, December 5 2012, 12:07 pm I loved this poem. Thanks for sharing it. Awesome. |
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