Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Still Winded

Sun, won't you stop hiding?
Or is the Could that I need to have a word with?
Moving about playfully
But such games leave me restless
As I sit and watch shadows draw pictures on my wall
Not knowing if the next speck of light will come through
To create that next picture on my wall


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