Monday, 15 August 2011

Come Back, My Bull

For Sunday Scribblings prompt #279 Distant

Come back, my bull,
I wake up every morning
And stand at the homestead
Hoping I will see you coming
With an arrow in your hands
And bravery in your footsteps

Come back, my bull,
My heart is getting cold
I need you in my arms again
Its been many moons now
Come back, my bull


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