She sat near the white roses <br />Petals fallen on her hair <br />Tied in golden locks <br />Agitated by the air <br /> <br />A pen in her hand <br />A note pad on her lap <br />Note pad filled with scribbles <br />Only it knew her secrets <br /> <br />She looked far away in a gaze <br />Her small mind in a dream <br />She craved him to return from the soil <br />To embrace her again <br /> <br />Her grief no one knew <br />To her it was nothing new <br />Her blue eyes wait to close <br />Slowly she mourns to breath <br /> <br />She eagerly waits to die <br />Only the paper hears her cry<br /><br />sania harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/silently-she-cries/
