The buckling knees were caused by pressured mind
Her body strong, but mind was overcome
A moment’s peace she sought but could not find
A moment’s sleep, her eyes they beg for some.

A fountain’s source of water has gone dry
Its strength escaped as vapor under sun
A soul so weak it has not tears to cry
Emotions stumble as they try to run

Though free, she makes herself a slave
With night’s approach, exhaustion creeps inside
A foe so great, that only sleep can save
In dreams alone her weakness can confide

The time she gives me whispers so I hear
Her heart’s emotions want me to be near.


J. Abram Barneck.

Copyright © 2003 by Rhyous, Inc.  All rights reserved.
Revised: 11 Jan 2004 02:19:41 -0700.

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