Lost in the shadows,

Enjoying it freely,

Hardly a worry,

Only one thought.

Cloths of a stalker,

Strength of a hero,

Heart of a rebel,
soul of an angel.

Dark black hair waves to you as he rides by on his life.

Body so strong,

Fighting the wind that challenges him.

He stops at the lake,

Walks to a girl sitting quietly on the shore.

She stands and turns smiling,

The boy walks over to her,

She meets him half way.

She embraces him,

He smiles and hugs her ever so gently.

And the girl whispers in his ear,

“I love you…Renegade.”

2012 unpublished work. © by Rebbecca Abernathy