Friday, July 22, 2016

When She Goes

Will they say of her, when she goes, that she was never really here?
Will they say that while she was everywhere, she was really nowhere?
Did everything but nothing?
Plowed, planted, even reaped but never tasted her crops?
Will she taste her crops only once she goes?
Will they say of her, when she goes, that everyone knew her but nobody did?
That she smiled, laughed, joked and cried with all but always all alone?
Will they miss her if they never had her?
Will the world miss her if it never had her?
Will they say of her, when she goes, that she finally found her place and her home? 

3 comments:

Ruti Mizrachi said...

Haven't logged into anywhere lately. Miss you. Where on the planet are you these days?

the sabra said...

I'mma just savor the sight of your name in my life right now.
I'll respond eventually.

*kisses*

the sabra said...

B"h can now write a response/updated version.