Red Riding Hood Date: Friday, 7th December 2012 @ 11:19:27 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: hawleescreams Wandering in the woods, Just like red riding hood. Feeling like a helpless child, Yet still crazed and wild. Hiding in grandmothers home, After hitting the wolf in the dome. He still comes out every full moon, Only safe time is high noon. Screaming at the top of their lungs, Now the towns bell has rung. Run and hide, It's not all about pride. Wondering what is to come, Hoping your time isn't done. Running red riding hood, Where she stays in the dark wood. This poem is Copyright © hawleescreams Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=174481