The Woman in the CornerA Poem by Scarlett BrookeHaunted by the ghost of my future.Everyday she haunts me, the elderly woman standing in the corner of my classroom She is bitter and tired with stark white hair that falls around her wrinkled face No longer does she have her youth or pretty clothes to distract from the scowl permanently etched upon her leather-cracked lips. Her familiar blue eyes scream of regret and warn me of what's to come. Everyday she haunts me, the elderly woman standing in the corner of my classroom She is very quiet as she waits. © 2016 Scarlett Brooke |
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