Post by Chippy on Sept 26, 2010 20:09:06 GMT -5
Critique-Whatever you feel like.
Passing over the frozen earth
Is the dark shadow of a little girl.
Not knowing where she is going
Nor remembering where she has been.
A stranger meets her here
On this frozen land.
With a quiver on his back
And an arrow in hand.
"Child" he calls softly
"Where have you been?"
"Sir" she answers promptly
"I recognize that pin."
"Why yes child" says the stranger
"You have one of the same. From the days
That walked with me,
Back when you loved him."
She takes a step closer, then another with care.
For,
She now remembered the friendship of
Before.
"Chile, come in. Out of this
Cold air."
"Sir, who is that, standing over there?"
"That is yourself, when you
Hadnt a care."
Passing over the frozen earth
Is the dark shadow of a little girl.
Not knowing where she is going
Nor remembering where she has been.
A stranger meets her here
On this frozen land.
With a quiver on his back
And an arrow in hand.
"Child" he calls softly
"Where have you been?"
"Sir" she answers promptly
"I recognize that pin."
"Why yes child" says the stranger
"You have one of the same. From the days
That walked with me,
Back when you loved him."
She takes a step closer, then another with care.
For,
She now remembered the friendship of
Before.
"Chile, come in. Out of this
Cold air."
"Sir, who is that, standing over there?"
"That is yourself, when you
Hadnt a care."