The Last Look
Her heels clicked on the stone floor
Echoing through the empty halls
She had been here so many times before
The memories are clear, each separate falls
Now as quickly as it all began
It’s over without another thought
Getting out had been part of the final plan
It was too late when she was caught
Caught in the middle of the whirlwind beginning
Not know until now that she had been winning
Wrote this as a page was turning in someone’s life that I truly loved. She went on to do other things. Always recall the moment I wrote it even though it was so very very long time ago. © MGert 1976
Tracks In The Dust 