His Doll by Gary R. Ferris
The sun comes up,
And soon goes down;
I look in the mirror,
And still see a frown. ***** I used to be happy,
And life was kind.
Now I am hurting,
And feeling so blind. ***** What happened to me?
If I may ask;
There is nothing there,
When I perform a task. ***** Is my heart dead,
Or just very cold?
Do feelings die?
As one grows old? *****
Whatever happens,
I don’t seem to care;
I just gaze into darkness,
With a silent stare. ***** As my thoughts run wild,
I start to sigh;
Because I have the answer,
I know why. ***** A man can lose wealth,
Then lose it all;
But nothing will ever hurt,
Like loosing his doll. *****
Written 6-25-90
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