In the woods, footsteps will follow,
Hovering near the frozen lake.
Though it's nothing but a shadow.
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Hidden within the tree hollow.
Can a shadow make the earth quake?
In the woods, footsteps will follow.
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Dwelling in its winter burrow,
Watching the still woods wide awake.
Though it's nothing but a shadow.
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Tucked safely away to wallow,
Its weight made the tree branches ache.
In the woods, footsteps will follow.
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But it was known for its sorrow,
Unaware of its one mistake.
Though it's nothing but a shadow.
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The worry should be gone by morrow,
And fully dissolved by daybreak .
In the woods, footsteps will follow.
Though it's nothing but a shadow.
About the Creator
Haggar Ben
I love to dream and let my mind drift off into new worlds and characters.
With the use of this platform, I plan to practice the gift and artform of storytelling.
Comments (2)
You successfully created feelings of unease throughout the poem! Love it
Good imagery