Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Imitation

The long walk towards the house,
The night was cold and bleak
Seemed to wrap around me 
Touching every bone in my physique,
Moon shining down,
the only light to show the way,
Spoke as if to guide me
So I would not roam astray,
No one was in sight
To lend a helping hand,
I had to walk alone
and it was more than I could stand,
Seeing the familiar lights
Assured me finally,
That I was home to warmth
And could sleep for eternity.

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