Eyes of nine, mind of more
She dances o'er the dirty floor
Her hair a mess and tattered dress
Adorn her fragile frame.
Mom is gone and dad away
She dreams of happy yesterday
When he was here and life was dear
No room for fear or shame.
Held her close, kissed her cheek
Made promises he'd never break
Hung the moon, but far too soon
His life the night would claim.
All alone, music gone
She dances late into the dawn
In her captive mind he lives
Forever just the same.
Lori Lee Nelson
Copyright ©2004 Lori Lee Nelson
Photo from Stock Photos