A RIDE IN THE SUN


See the deception

Its colors are not clear

She spoke of love

But she had none to give

Twisted in the night

Words are her weapon

Thoughts and dreams to be manipulated

Lost is the innocence

To trust again

Can it be done

She has placed the knife very deep

She is only one with a roller coaster for a heart

She must be forgiven

Time has moved forward

And pain has been

Relinquished to the past

Another has come

She is of the light

Healing in simple ways

Love on a merry-go-round


Michael V Hechtman