Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Who Is It ?

One October day I was walking and what did I see?
A little man in black sitting high in a tree.
Who is it ?
Would he jump, or would he fall ?
Who is it ?
I found I did not care at all.
Who is it ?
He stared at me with glowing eyes of red.
Who is it ?
It was an image that stuck in my head.
Who is it ?
As I walked in the fading light,
Who is it ?
To walk and not run took all of my might.
Who is it ?
I made it home and went to bed
Who is it ?
With those burning red eyes still lingering in my head.
Who is it ?
3am.. a knock at my door
Who is it ?
I really couldn't take much more.
Who is it ?
For in bed I had tossed and turned
Who is it?
Those glowing red eyes in my head still burned.
Who is it?
I went out on the porch and what did I see
Who is it?
Two burning red eyes far up in my tree !
Who is it ?
Who are you and why are you here ?
Who is it ?
But those eyes only stared, leaving me shaking with fear.
Who is it ?
With a flap of leathery wings, the eyes were gone
Who is it ?
As a shadow drifted across my lawn.
Who was it ?

By Bear  (9/7/2011) 3:30 am

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