Gifts, Abandoned

Dusty, lonely, forgotten, I wait,

Here in the corner 

For you.

Wanting to feel you touch me, I wait,

Here in the corner

For you.

Lost in my memories to pass time away,

Here in the corner

I wait.

Silently wishing you might glance my way,

Here in the corner . . .

There was a time when you loved me, I think,

Far from the corner

I fill.

Where are your thoughts and your loving?  I think,

Far from the corner

I fill.

I am the art and work of your hands,

Here in the corner

I am.

I am the brushes, the pencils.  Please look

Here in the corner . . .

Piled and stuffed, disorganized mess,

Here in the corner

I wait.

Where have you gone, my creator?  I guess,

Far from the corner

I have.

Dusty, lonely, forgotten, I wait,

Here in the corner

For you.

I am your talent, abandoned to time,

Here in the corner . . .