Return To Kosovo

RETURN TO KOSOVO She's thought about where she's been considering what she's seen, the years have been drained of memory, tomorrow is just what will be. She's tried to find yesterday and wondered if it's ok, or is it still burning like it was Slovenia is just what it does. She is a girl we've not known, who thinks that she is alone, she pokes in the ashes wondering what is it tomorrow will bring. She has no more tears to cry, considered all things must die, and home is a time taken away, tomorrow will be yesterday. © ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet