Day 50
16.04.2014
Topic: the old lady on the bench
Topic given by Lucinda408

Lady with a view
In the middle of a park
She throws small glances at people
As they either pass by
Or explore the four cornered paradise
They now call peace and quiet

The lady holds a firm grip on her heart
As she witness what she herself calls
Beauty
She is mesmerized by the others
The joy, the playfulness
That she once wore on her sleeves

Suddenly she sees someone she knows
Running around with the same smile
He had 70 years ago
A young boy beaten into adulthood too fast, but that never hindered him to smile
Oh how he smiles,
she thought to herself
He taught me everything I know about love
Even though I had to let him go eventually

The lady looks to her left
Riding in on a pale horse
Comes all her shattered hopes and dreams, and small glimpses of life long lessons in between.
But she refuse to regret any of them

Dancing on the sky now
Is the image of all her opportunities
Almost perfectly placed on a string
So she plucks them down
To wear them proud around her neck
She is almost glowing
Her aura is purple and green
The rest of her is everything in between

A tear falls from the corner of her eyes
Running down her cheek
Kissing her lips
Salty dreams
It mixes with her newborn necklace
She is free
She fell asleep

And woke no more
From her dreams