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The Edge Of The Woods

June 12, 2016
By LisaRose PLATINUM, Groton, Connecticut
LisaRose PLATINUM, Groton, Connecticut
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Favorite Quote:
The woods are lovely, dark and deep<br /> But I have promises to keep<br /> And miles to go before I sleep<br /> -Robert Frost


There's something out there that watches.
Things that hide in the shadows and scuttle under the damp leaves.
I catch careful glimpses in the corners of my eyes.
And they breath in the darkness, as if they turn to stone in the light.
I know they are there waiting, watching, with sightless eyes.
They carry a feeling as uneasy as it is wondrous.
I want to reach out to one, but fear that I will turn to ashes if I do.
But I am drawn to them, as they are drawn to me.
I stare back when they peer through my long glass windows from the edge of the woods.
They don't leave the woods.
But on many occasion I have ventured into the darkness, without so much as a lantern to light my way, and stood at the end of my garden, barefoot, staring, almost in a trance.
Just a few feet away
Me, standing at the edge of a stone pathway, staring face to face with death.



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