A Winter's Night

December 27, 2009
By Candace Hill BRONZE, Lake Orion, Michigan
Candace Hill BRONZE, Lake Orion, Michigan
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Scared and alone
I sit here
Cold
Huddled in my torment
Crying
Calling out for you
Will you ever answer?
Torturing myself
Dreaming of you
Wishing you were here
Everyone has left me
Shattered
Broken
The wind chills me
Freezes my tears
I call out again
But still no reply
I look to the edge
So far down
I let myself fall
Down
Forever
I scream
Save me
I love you
Don't abandon me
Please
The end is near
I see my death
Wind
Flight
I spread my wings
I lift myself
Alone
I call you again
One last time
To let you know
I can survive
No more fear
Freedom
From all of my past
The air is sharp
Crisp
Against my skin
I'm gone now
From it all
From you
Your memories
I call out again
A new sound
Just for me
For all to hear
I live
I breathe
I fly
I am the owl
No longer alone
No longer afraid
But always free
Always flying


The author's comments:
While lying in bed at around 4:00 AM, I heard and owl in my backyard. It was the lonliest sound I had ever heard. I swear I could understand exactly what he was saying. It seemed as if he was calling out to a loved one, but I never heard a reply, so I knew that this poor owl was alone in the cold. I could relate to him and he inspired me to write a poem, something I haven't been able to do in over 6 months.

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