From The Poetry of Windy Sparrow - Alone

Alone

And so here I am. Alone. Sometimes it feels OK. But sometimes it feels so all alone. But it seems to be Simply the way it is. Sometimes it is not by choice. Sometimes, it just is. So here I am All alone.

And I think of past lovers, And a few past friends, And those I love the most. But it doesn’t change The way I feel. And so here I am Alone.

It is so quiet. It is so dark. But it is when It is the most dark That we can see the most stars. Alone.

I shall look for you In the stars And then I shall not feel So all alone.