Day: December 17, 2014

Fading Sun

She moves in silence

Backdropped by a fading sun

Her hands barely touching the weeds

She walks in large circles

She is far away, deep in thought

Questions fill my mind

Questions I want to shout out to her

But this would only break her concentration

Disrupt her train of thought

And this would cause the memories of her to fade

Just like the dying sun

© Dicky J Loweman 2014