F Flo

She sits there humming little tunes
Not caring who can hear
Living in her own world
Never knowing fear.

You cannot go inside it
She will not let you in
Eyes that seem to look at you
Vacant, seeming dim.

Sometimes, she visits your world
Gives a little smile
She holds your hands with caring
Her eyes reflect the light

Those moments are so few and far
So hold them in your heart
For all to soon they disappear
Again the humming starts.