The Shadows Poem by Claire Hunter
The Shadows
A girl runs through the alley
Anxiously looking over her shoulder
They follow her like bees to honey
Escaping the meanacing shadows that chase her
They flit over walls and through the cracks
And over the cobblestone floor
The girl knows there is no chance at hope
So she will run no more
Wow..this is very good...scary too...but I like the scene you have created here...well done...10+
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/27/2024 5:11:12 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Great detail, a superb analogy, and clearer then water.10/10