Esther Herskovitz
Just what has she been up to?
Cos no one really knows.
Looks can be decieving,
In expensinve looking clothes.
Where has she been going?
It's anybody's guess.
She may reveal the district,
But never the address.
Who has she been seeing?
No one has a clue.
She seldom shows her hand,
Because the friends she has are few.
Where has she been staying
To keep her out all night?
Where the fragile facade is dropped;
Out of mind and out of sight.
So what is she really up to?
She won't let anybody in.
Burdened by the turbulance
Of a heart weighed down by sin.
Copyright © Charlotte Aitken | Year Posted 2009
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