With hair a deep dark brown
And eyes dark as black midnight
How could this girl be anything more
Than a dark shadow seen late in the night.
But look there she is and it's light out
See how her dark hair shines
And her eyes! Her eyes!
See how they glimmer and gleam
They seem to be trying to tell us
Some secret unknown message
It's as if they are saying "I'm not a shadow
Look here, I'm as real as can be!"
With hair a deep dark brown
And eyes dark as black midnight
How could this girl be anything more
Than a dark shadow seen late in the night.
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Book of Poems
PoetryJust a book of some of my poems. Rosebud was my first poem ever. Other than that I don't know the order. *************************************************************************************
