Carrie Fernandez Poem by Justin Gildow

Carrie Fernandez



Carrie senses the castle beckoning to her
She hears the wolf howl in the distance
She claims to hear the children cry

Dressed in a blue skirt, blue leggings, green jerkin, and a large pink bow across her chest
She awaits to fight for the power she'll have to wrest

Belnades residue in her blood
Light orbs growing in her hands
Pain in her heart
She knows her destiny
She clearly understands

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Justin Gildow

Justin Gildow

Washington, PA
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