Waltz to her tune, I do every day, stay out of trouble, exhausting …I say!
So where is the line that divides fake and real, yesterday’s stores, from today’s surreal!
It’s gone forever …never again. It’s all a collage of where you have been
No sense trying to make sense of your wishes, they cannot be, like dry land and fishes
So how to respond to the things you say, and try to maintain dignity’s way
I don’t know …it’s a daily challenge you see
But I do know …it hurts …it divides you and me.
Copyright/ Sheila Grimes/ March 3, 2013
I dedicate this to my brother David, he inspired me.