In the darkness of the night,
Away from all street lights,
Some drifters walk past,

A cold wind is blowing,
Where are you going?
Please look at me,

Hopeless and desperate,
Hiding in the shadows,
Forgetting who I am.

by Ronald Chapman

Comments (1)

You have a new one! I love it, so many images, and so beautiful. Puts me in mind of something, I'm sure you know what I mean. x