Memories

• Mary Harmer, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2007

Down do the tears fall,
Down her wrinkled cheeks.
All this old woman has left,
Are the stories that she speaks.

Stories about before the war,
Before the Taliban.
Stories when she had a smile,
When she had her man.

The memory is what she tries
To remember every day.
She tells herself it will all be over,
One day they'll go away.