My shadow goes
In front of me
On a cold
Though sunny December day.
Behind the sunshine
I often see
A cold shadow grow.
But is that me?
My shadow goes
In front of me
On a cold
Though sunny December day.
Behind the sunshine
I often see
A cold shadow grow.
But is that me?
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Many thanks for sharing, Michael
Very philosophical, Kevin! I also love it! Enjoy a beautiful Sunday! xx Michael
Thank you, Michael. I’m so pleased you like my poem. You also, enjoy your Sunday.
Thanks as well, Kevin! xx Michael