Sunday, January 4, 2015

The silent guard


The gargoyle's eyes were blind and cold.
A silent guard throughout the day.
It comes to life when night's grow cold.
Is brought to life by mister Grey.

~Falcon Dove

This poem was written to mr. Ezra T. Gray. He's the author of the book 'The Grove & Other Stories'. You can check out his homepage here.

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