Friday, December 18, 2009

Vagaries

A connection I had slowly built
A familiar face among the many,
Life has to go on, doesn't it?
As if happenings there weren't any.

A dull day it was overall,
As a fellow being affected I am,
Not a thing over which to bawl,
but my days shall take a slam.

Sending out a prayer unspoken,
For the well being of one and all,
For the one to recover from broken,
Give out good wishes, I shall.