She sat alone <br />in front of her computer screen <br />hoping for some images to appear <br />and awaken her lost dream. <br />She wrote of love <br />in words so sweet and pure. <br />Words of love she hoped one day <br />would be spoken back to her. <br />Everyday she grew more lonely <br />as time kept marching on; <br />hoping all the time to hear <br />springs sweet love song. <br />Whether she ever heard it <br />is very hard to tell <br />as she no longer works here. <br />Some say she found her love <br />and eloped with him, <br />others said she just died <br />of a lonely broken heart. <br />Whichever way the story went <br />it is hard to tell <br />as she don’t work here anymore. <br /> <br />18 February 2008<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/she-don-t-work-here-anymore/
