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A Shadow Follows

When facing a light shadows will follow And cling to our darkness that it borrows When we find our love broken it's hollow And its pieces are replaced by sorrow Paradise is not a place, but moments And cherished by all, though they never stay Weathered and worn by life's frequent ailments We mold a template that emotions convey Trying to form a universe we see Creating a world from imperfection We'll look to tomorrow and to what may be Come to discover our own reflection The quiet shadow of life is behind Never a word, but always reminds

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 1/9/2014 7:20:00 PM
and I bet you compliment your frail friendly wife very well.
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Frederic Parker
Date: 1/9/2014 9:05:00 PM
I should have said sensitive rather than fragile, frail is not a word I would use she is Spanish and Italian..
Date: 1/9/2014 7:19:00 PM
this is a profound sonnet, Frederic, I really liked that part where you say "paradise is not a place, but moments. . . " yes, that is so true!!
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Frederic Parker
Date: 1/9/2014 9:06:00 PM
thank you for reading and your kind answer

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