The Windigo Is Coming
Something's coming on the clouds
rolling in across the hills
thunder booms away,
aloud
run inside , I feel the chill .
form a circle in the center
hold your hands and say a prayer
this is not a friend or mentor
be afraid my dears,
Beware!
something's sad ,so sad and lonely
seeking life and love and home
cannot stop until there's only
bloody scraps of hair and bone.
cold so cold the fridgid specter
weeps to share a human touch
just becomes a dark collector
of the life he wants so much
hold your breath the earth is shaking
passing by ,now passing on
feel the pain ,its'heart is breaking,
you can hear it scream and moan.
"That was I ,he said behind me,
I'm so glad you stayed outside,
your warm heart was there to guide me,
come and sit down by my side."
Copyright © Johnette Loefgren | Year Posted 2006
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