Lost and confused
She looked around
Perhaps they be right
And she'll never make the night
But, onwards she goes
Hoping to find someone who knows
Now she's lost and she's cold
And when day will break
And a hunter comes to take
He stumbles upon a snowy angel
And not an animal he'd meant to kill.
YOU ARE READING
My Poetry Book
Poetry.... It's got poems? Some of them to reflect on books i've read. Just take your pick.
