Rene and Michelle's book of short stories

Songs of Loneliness [poem] -By Rene

Anonymous was born alone.

She never really had a home.

She knew just one guy,

and every night they'd sit by the fire

Singing songs of loneliness

Anonymous now lives by the sea

and with all of her might she wishes she could be

a bird with wings to fly up high,

To go so hight she could brush the sky,

and not sing songs of loneliness

Anonymous has learned now,

To just wipe the sweat off her brow

to keep on working all day,

in hopes she could move away

And suppress the songs of loneliness

To distant lands with mighty shores

With places full of  fantastic galore

Where the people sing and dance all day

And the small children do nothing but play

And there is no such thing as loneliness.