Portrait of a Woman Walking
She has good eyes
Eyes that have not found winter
Quite yet
But eyes that long ago
Had left autumn
Far, far behind
Looking down empty streets
Filled with vacant benches
And bare trees
Whose leaves have long ago
Passed into yesterday
She walks about
Indifferent to the world
It's a time of change
A time of cold winds
And gray skies
Filled with meaningless clouds
That move this way
And then that
Skies
That just like her
Hold nothing but memories
And shadows of sunshine
That once filled lover's hearts
With possibilities of tomorrow
And unborn dreams
She has good eyes
Eyes that long ago
Once knew
Summer, spring and autumn
Eyes
That have not
Quite yet
Found winter
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