Where Is She: a poem about missing the girl I used to be
Where Is She?
Oh, won't someone please tell me, where is she?
It seems like forever I've been searching
I'm not sure where she could possibly be
Is it in the shadows she's been lurking?
Could it be that she has suddenly died?
Maybe she disappeared without a trace
There aren't many places for her to hide
Because my heart is one big empty space
This me that used to be, of years gone by
It is she that held my dreams in her heart
Perhaps she will find some new wings to fly
By chance bringing another dream to start
It seems tome she must be somewhere near
Yes, surely she will one day reappear
© 2013 Shannon
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