The Other Side

Beautiful words

DiAnne's Scribbles


I walked on the other side of life,

and lived on the wrong side of my dreams,

I danced to a song I didn’t write,

when the music played

but the chords were lean.


I sat under the shady side of a tree,

and strained to bring a flower into view,

The sun fell down, but only all around me

and the air was cool with nothing new.


I loved on the far side of my heart

and tried to water love to make it grow,

Even though I knew I’d have to part

before the other side of life I’d know.

© DiAnne Ebejer

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