Here in this place
I was supposed to find peace
And all its elusive trimmings.
This is my home,
The place of my freedom
After thirty years of sharing beds with ten siblings.
I am supposed to be happy...
But no!
The silence like tomb
Of my once garrulous dreams
Makes me pause for a moment.
Looking back...
I wonder...
Am I on the right path?
Could there be something more for me?
Or should I really be alone in the village's witche's hut?
