This Shadow

A heart's pain flows out in tears But Grief never escapes through the eyes. It stays like a lingering shadow Numbs the soul, till it wants to die. Grows wretchedly each waking day Grips with its claws and drains All hope, all will, to go on and stay As a mournful dirge plays its strain. Only Time uncloaks this heaviness Like all wounds it heals our sorrow It's the only balm for our human distress It's the light that gets rid of this shadow. All rights reserved ~~~ Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~01.27.14