Seven

SEVEN

She left her heart there

Out there

On the rocks 

Not her rock of solitude

Some strange rock he took her to

Took more than that 

But who's counting items stolen

Counting won't return them

Nor take away the hurt

She left her prayers on her rock of solitude 

Under the mango tree

Where she left all her agony 

And skipped off to play merrily

For the moment forgetting the rocks

that rocked her to the core

Better to forget 

Forget them and go on

The time will soon come

When playing is done.