Tuesday, November 12, 2013


When the light gets bright
and the night is here
The walls will speak
The speech of past years

Years that flew away
With pains today forgotten
New pains arrive each day
will engrave for the future ways

We will too be forgotten then
By all our loves ,all our friends
All we wanted and cared
But no one will here, there…

We will then not exist
Or anyone will remember
What we did
How we loved
What we missed
How all ended…..
©Lynda Ferrer/2013?RR