I Sat,,,
I sat… still as a cold stone wall
I was there
In the golden woods
A world of the unknown.
I sat…
With my gun as black as night
As a graceful tawny doe ran by
I sat…
As I shot it
It flinched and its spirit fled
So I sat…
On the warm golden forest floor
And cried.
This is my first poem!! Please, tell me what you think.
Copyright © Michelle Swift-Bannister | Year Posted 2011
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