In the shadows I sit and wonder,
spinning round and over-under,
lamplight learing in my eyes,
to brighten up the darkest skies,
I whistle,waiting for the snow,
whilst watching silent people go,
about their business in the throng,
of muted travellers marching on,
and count my own soul lucky now,
i've found the reason why and how,
all I need is what and when,
to find I can return again,
but until then and for my sin,
I'll stay in shadow, sit and spin.
A contest entry
- Something real by hey charlie.
300 points, ended January 31, 2008, 35 entries
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Great
You've left me breathless. I love it, it's easy to follow, and it flows really well. Good job.
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