SHE'S ALONE

She’s alone

(Carlos Pedala) a Emily Dickinson

She’s another in the window in front of me

She’s alone forever

There are not anyone   

She’s alone with herself

She could be my grandmother

But, she isn’t it

Every day I see her there

Every day

She’s alone hers long way

She’s alone with hers white hair

She’s alone with hers blue robe

I remembered the another days

Then like a timid Man

I closed the windows

And I became alone…