These Scars, They Tell Stories - A Poem Collection

Childhood

Time passes by

Hands move

Hearts beat

Tears fall

Feet shuffle

You know, it's strange.

People grow,

People change.

Slowly at first, the days pass on.

Before you know it, someone is gone.

That person important.

Dear to your heart.

They've left you alone.

Together you're whole, but not when apart.