by Kimberly R. Stone
As each day
becomes the next...
As each season
rushes on by...
I ponder the day
that I shall die!
Who will know?
Who will care?
Will someone finally
check on me?
Only to find that I'm finally free!
Of my past....
Finally, at last!
From:
Kimberly R. Stone
Copyright ©:
March, 2001
Last updated April 09, 2011