Poetry

Carey York


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29 january 2012

A Stranger In My house

There's a stranger in my house,
Trying to be as quiet as a mouse,
But I see the shadow on the wall,
And this stranger is very tall,
Is this a woman or a man,
What do I do , I can't even stand,
I am scared of what they might do,
So I hide waiting for you,
But you never came around,
And I will soon be found,
Tears running down my face,
Trying to leave not one little trace,
As I try to move slowly twards the door,
My foot fell through the floor,
Struggling to get it out,
The stranger found me without a doubt,
The stranger that was so tall,
Was my husband after all!!!!!!  =)
 
                By.. Carey York
                      1/28/12






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