Dead Woman Walking

She hadn't been alive She has not long realised The darkness The cupboard she was in The broom her hands were sweeping That mess That was never hers The washing basket That never emptied Of which she never filled The money She never spent The window Was never open The grass Never green The music She never heard The books Told no story The questions Were never answered She now Has chosen her coffin She knows The wishes she wants She is not afraid of dying But she wants Her final want She knows What she doesn't want She knows Her wants are simple She knows The pure beauty of living She knows Her want to give To enjoy Every moment, there is Copyright Reserved 18th July 2015 Lyn Paul