Shadows of the Past
Walking through these shadows of the past, to be held in such dismay, these shadows that
leave me aghast. A life that has been left behind, her love, her beauty, what a jewel, such a
find. Never looking back, no regrets, she pulls me through, against all odds, against all bets.
Walking away from these shadows of the past, I turn and say, free from these shadows, free
at last. Broken hearts have collided, we come together, this life, our love, will never be one
sided.
Copyright © Lewis Scott | Year Posted 2010
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment