Saturday, January 9, 2010

The Shadow

By Garret R.

I dance along the wall,
wishing to be set free,
as a shadow should be,
but I can't you see,
bound to a human being.

I want a chance to dance on more than just the wall,
feel the rain on my skin,
build a snowman in the snow,
snuggle up by a warm fire,
taste the warm, steaming cup of hot cocoa.
I want to smell the flowers,
while taking a stroll through a meadow.

But it will only be a dream,
so far away from me,
but that doesn't mean I still can't believe.