~To Be

I wrote this for Creative Writing club round about November 2007.

This girl is dying,

Dying to be…

To be held;

To be kissed;

To be loved;

To be cherished;

To be the other half of the circle.

 

Her medicine lies in the opposite sex,

He has not found her yet.

 

It would kill her to reach her final hours a lonely old woman.

 

Look at me!

Hear the cry of this girl’s wish:

To be.

Reviews

[R J Askew]

'her medicine' is a lovely thought. though some medicine can have profund side effects! but this is a lovely expression of the universal human desire to be loved. can't fault that!