THE ONCE TOWN
The town
Square
Once
Teeming
With
Life,
Now lies
Open,
Bare.
The wind
Carries
In its
Womb
Memories
Of delight..
Stores
Sleep.
Their eyes
Have
Been closed
For
Long whiles!
One can
Almost
Hear
And see
Passersby
On foot
And in
Cars.
The streets
Busy.
Life lived
Here
Once
Until it
Stopped.
The trees
Are
Watchers.
They live
Still.
They know
How
It was
But never
Again
Will be...
Lfte has
Moved on
Only dwelling
In
The wind
And tree
Boughs'
Memories!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
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