Monday, November 2, 2009

Shades of the Past...


I used to want shades for my life.
I thought I would look like a mysterious shadow lurking in darkness.
No one would see my eyes. My identity would be secret.

Now that's all over. I come out of the shadows and into the light.
All the darkness is in the past.


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  1. sydney kuhnNovember 3, 2009 at 4:11 PM

    I like the line highlighted in the green very creative a+!

    - Sydney

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  2. AbbyNovember 3, 2009 at 7:00 PM

    Dear Max,
    I absolutely loved this poem!
    I like how you described the shades. It made it sound mysterious and if they were not shades, but so much more.

    Abby

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