Thoughts that pass through my mind when I can not sleep at night.

Looking out a window at night.
Enhances my fear of what’s in sight.
Pictures mounted in the hall.
Become alive as darkness falls.
Mirrors reflection upon my face.
Reminds me of a past misplaced
Shadows are dancing along my walls.
As I wait for morning to call.

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  • Will Gray on Jan 26, 2009

    Great imagery!

  • Joie Schmidt on Jan 27, 2009

    Good poem – - strong descriptions.

    Blessings.

    Sincerely,

    -Liane Schmidt.

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