Come out from where you hide Sun!

Come out from where you hide Sun!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

I tried to measure
the length of day
before the sun
slipped into grey,
but graced by the moon
now in my sight,
carrying me through
the dread of night,
I wait....
            until the sun gets out of bed
 while I mingle amongst the shadow's dead.

© 2017 andrew mitchell


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Added on June 2, 2017
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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