23 May 2012

She often wonders...

She goes about cleaning the house, dusting her dressing table,

in an old chocolate box, an odd earring she never lost hope of pairing,

a few worthless coins from the country she hoped she'd go back to

and her worn out wedding band.

She often wonders why she holds on to this haggard sadness,

the way she holds on to this barren hope.