KB ( / Dallas, Texas)

Sad She Sits

Sad she sits
Herself a chain
That's locked and without key
No tumble left undone
And combination free
Shaking has a shackeled shoe
Noisey within steps
Ringing deeply tuned to tears
Soaked and deeply wet
Screams they are her thunder
Lightning in her gaze
The eye within the storm that brews
Won't wash her pain away
Sad she sits herself a chain

User Rating: 5 / 5 ( 0 votes )

Roald Dahl


Comments (0)

There is no comment submitted by members.