Friday, September 17, 2010

Don't Mind Me....


Don’t mind me
I don’t really cry
I think it could be
Some dirt in my eye
I really should love
The purple hill
As the lone mourning dove
Croons its sad farewell

Don’t mind me
Or the rain on my cheek
Was the green maple tree
Not in bud last week?
Yet now she flaunts
A coat of red
As autumn taunts
In tears unshed

Don’t mind me
Or the mist on my face
Each fond memory
Finds a resting place
In tender folds
Somewhere within
A heart’s touch of gold
In a cold autumn rain

Don’t mind me
I don’t really cry
I think it could be
The deep blue of the sky
Reminded me of someone
I used to know…..
And yesterday can be
A long time ago

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Janet Martin

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