Down This Lonely Street
I slowly walk on a cold road all alone
Sky is a misty white with the full moon out
Its freezing, my fingers are cold to the bone
The shadows from the trees are scattered about
I can see my breath, a mist like air outside
It glows in the light of the moon that’s beside
Onward I walk, going down this lonely street
Not knowing what is out there, or who I’ll meet
Russell Sivey
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013
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