Dark Woods
They come upon us once again
I see traces of me left behind
The dark woods are coming
I see traces of where he took me
How blessed I am not feeling any pain
Will you ever stop looking for me
Am I lost to you forever and if so
Did you think this would happen
I'm near death I can feel it now
As he carries my body further
The closer I'm coming to death
I know I will never see my mother
Will she ever pass this way again
My stuffed animals come into view
How obsolete all those things are
One day I'm sure they will find me
A dog most likely will find a bone
Or someone riding on horseback
But for now I'll remain cold and alone
In my shallow grave of river rocks !!!!
11/ 8/ 2010 5am
Copyright © Debbie Duncan | Year Posted 2010
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