In The Dark

Where are they going

She wondered out loud

As they strolled by

This single file crowd,

To the twenty-first

One silently said

They all kept walking

All nodding their heads,

The twenty-first she laughed

She thought it a lark

Yes they replied

It`s next past the ark,

What shall we do

She asked with a smile

Let`s hide in the dark

In the dark for a while.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Falling“ www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

7:13 PM November 26, 2012

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