Lost and Found
She was nine
swinging with prayers
but when nineteen
found her
she had left
the playground
far behind
only to return
with a new recruit
at twenty nine
she forgot how to pray
as she lived in delusions
that drooled on the windowsill
framing a nightmare
at thirty nine
she rediscovered
the prayer of life
that was always within
shes forty now
playing in the elements
and swinging poems off stars
Copyright © Jayne Eggins | Year Posted 2010
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