The Howl of An Owl
I walk through the woods,
As the night falls in around me.
I don't know where I'm going,
And all i can think of is the one thing that haunts me most....
Are you really gone...I fall to the ground,
Hearing the thud beating from my chest,
And escaping out of my ears.
The howl of an owl,
Is all that guides me now.
I'll learn to fly,
And hopefully turn out to be alright.
Copyright © Hannah Croy | Year Posted 2011
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