LILAC EYES

To have eyes of Lilac, as you sit alone,

A Beauty in hiding, A secret at home.

Oh how she lets the tears fall upon her white blouse

They dampen her schemes,

|No glad tidings aroused,

Her soul,her heart, her pure pure dreams,

But what she has,

It cannot be seen.

Its so deep,you get lost in the underground maze,

And what seems the nights ,are really the days,

They blend into one,

Can anyone relate?

Did she, In any way,make the utmost Mistake......

Leona C Beer