Yesterday’s Shadows
Yesterday's but a shadow
Remnant whispers from the past.
Memory's echoes that now show
Their presence lingers and lasts.
Sometimes faintly flickering
Sometimes they are burning bright
They seem to keep on living
In soft subdued dreamlike light
Tears often wet my pillow
Saddened because of my loss
Feelings left from love's soft glow
Ever elusive emboss.
Past thoughts escape furtively
Often when least expected
Memories seek to be free
Rising to be detected
Recollections set the scene,
A knee-weakening power
With nothing to intervene,
They can strike at any hour.
The past stored as memories
Flickers of bitter and sweet
These hiccoughs cause time to freeze
Until we again can meet.
Yesterday’s Shadows.
Friday, January 17, 2025
Yesterday's Shadows
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