by Missy Dickerson

Created on: July 12, 2009

Trapped within these brick walls

She holds a silver locket traced in gold

The chain wrapped from palm to fingers

Her hope dangled, swayed and flowed

She kneeled on her lone bed

Positioned under the arched brick window

She peered through the dull metal bars

Looking for her lover below

He never came

The brick walls held her times

She inscribe them on the bricks with her tears

Her warden showed her clemency

The sun finally reappears

Broken and barefooted

She walked over rocks, sticks and broken glass

Her feet carried her for miles

The locket around her at last

She kept searching

Standing on the rocky peak

She looked at the village where they once lived

Convinced her love would lead her to him

The strength to go, she must give

She asked the villagers

If they knew somewhere her lover might be

Pointing to the mauve covered hill

They draped their heads low mournfully

She kept walking

Holding her locket tight

Her feet moved on to that mauve covered hill

The small brick building sat alone

The wind ached his name with a chill

Her tears lumped in her throat

And there behind those moss covered brick walls

Her lover's body void of life

Never to love again at all

She cried

She kneeled alongside him

Released the silver locket from her neck

She placed it in his cold dead hands

And sighed I won't ever forget

Glancing goodbye to him

She wiped the dirt from her blue velvet gown

She walked away from those brick walls

Closed the gate and ambled back to town

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