Broken
Broken pieces of a dream
Were strewn across the corridors of her mind
The spark within had lost its gleam
Was it by destiny designed?
She remembered those days of despair
As she recalled the turbulent years
Without a sliver of hope to spare,
She could not hold back the tears
Life has many twists and turns
Within it were her plans and schemes
Sometimes there are no happy returns
Just the pieces of broken dreams
Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2023
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