Haunted Valley
Haunted Valley
A cold breeze blew
In a valley in which there was no light
Only darkness and fright
There rose no sun; there shone no light
Haunted valley it was
Only moon rose with a bright light
Some clouds in the sky; some stars shining
Some tracks on some rocks
Leafless white trees; flying black birds
The one that went; about him none heard
Them trees standing quiet and firm
So big, so still
Me so impatient to go in there
But I am frightened of the dark
Am waitin for a signal or a mark
To proceed towards the valley
Am watching the valley from up top hill
Praying to strengthen my will
To finish this adventure
Without any ill
Copyright © Abdullah Atta | Year Posted 2013
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