The Fan Poem by Carolyn Brunelle
The Fan
A time of sorrow
she would suffer on her own;
so obedient, so small
she became invisible.
No longer could she see herself
there in the eyes of the gods;
the day childhood folded the open fan
that was her soul.
Lonely unshed tears remained inside;
years she would never forgive or confide
after she quietly disappeared
behind the walls of her heart.
Monday, April 13, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood ,introvert,loneliness
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