Mar 06, 2008 10:18
Night Child
It is overtaking the land
a Mistful night of bleak somber clouds
A child reaches out to hold a hand
But none reach back
So the clouds surround
So dark wet and alone
So she walks alone into the night
Searching searching for no one
It is quiet and destiny
Compiled to one situation
A small child takes her rest
She dreams of never waking up.