The Night Michael Died
Posted in the Grace Forum
#1 Aug 3, 2010
twirling, like a humming top
spinning across the stage
Creating sparks of magic..
footsteps .. light as air ..
As he danced down the
and .. pathways ..'til the end.
Brightening up each cobblestone
as he went.
But Michael danced with the shadows too
they shaded all his face..
as he drifted farther ... and farther..
Until .. in the end
NO ONE could tell
who the man was .. in the mirror'
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