Goosebumps

 

goosebumps

..........

cool air blows on my face

it chills me to the bone.

i smile

as goosebumps creep over my body

goosebumps-

i see the hair on my arms prickle

and i stare up at the moon

it is not full tonight.

just a sliver.

and the stars aren't as bright

as they are on the road.

i can't find Orion's Belt,

or the big dipper.

so i think i will go inside now,

warm my arms

and watch my goosebumps dissapear.

but when i close my eyes,

i can still see the stars.

 

Written By: Sara Engelhardt (Trin)

ranchdip@swbell.net

Submitted: December 20, 1999

 

 

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