Out of the sapphire shadows he creeps,
and into the dead of night he seeps.
In his prison grays, hiding from the light
of day, they call him, 'Bandit.'
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Mary, I like your letting your readers in on the secret in 'Bandit.' I appreciated the poem for its power but your explanation helped enhance, for myself, its overall power. 'War Win' is my attempt to accomplish something similar with a note at the end. Blessings, Bill Grace in San Antonio
What a delightful poem. A 'Bandit' like that would surely steal your heart. Beautiful, Mary. Warm regards, Sandra