I’ve been craning my head
out the window for some time now
gawking at my life
like a roadside accident.
The shadowy figures of my past
waving their arms at me
as if to say-
“Move along, there’s nothing to see here.”
April M Mitchell ©January 2010
Move Along
Move Along
I’ve been craning my head
out the window for some time now
gawking at my life
like a roadside accident.
The shadowy figures of my past
waving their arms at me
as if to say-
“Move along, there’s nothing to see here.”
April M Mitchell ©January 2010
I’ve been craning my head
out the window for some time now
gawking at my life
like a roadside accident.
The shadowy figures of my past
waving their arms at me
as if to say-
“Move along, there’s nothing to see here.”
April M Mitchell ©January 2010
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Shadows behind you
Craning you through
Your looking glass
Of time passed;
And waving you on
From memories gone.
Luck to find
Your peace of mind.
A lovely expressive poem. Really like the music on this comment page. Thank you. Take care. Bye.
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