by Marilyn M


When morning wears crown,

with white light of early dawn

When the sun goes down,

and day removes it’s Gown

When light shows frown,

and stars brighten up their town


I feel alone

I feel alone


When quaking eve arrives, I bemoan

there in no one of my own

When tantalizing spring,

glamorizes the lawn

Ah! All the desires, now have flown

None to recon upon

Like a bird, being tied to pinion


I feel alone

I feel alone


In fall season,

when storms rigadoon

to me, no shelter is known

not any shoulder to rest on

When cuckoo sings, in summer’s morn

Indeed! I am hapless and forlorn

Life always glares with scorn

I feel alone

I feel alone