February 11, 2012 Sunday Whirl

Sunday Whirl

 

Wordle #43
Sundown

No Time for Weeping

I ransacked through

Long held hopes and dreams

The vision is a blur

The future wrapped in fog

Lucky charms hang from my belt

I interview myself

Place stickers on dreams

To be folded and kept

I confide confidentially

I would trade all the customers

For one who understands

No time for weeping

What is done is done

It hangs before you