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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Dietrich Avatar
January 9, 2014 at 7:20 PM
and I bet you compliment your frail friendly wife very well.
Parker Avatar
January 9, 2014 at 9:05 PM
I should have said sensitive rather than fragile, frail is not a word I would use she is Spanish and Italian..
Dietrich Avatar
January 9, 2014 at 7:19 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!!
Parker Avatar
January 9, 2014 at 9:06 PM
thank you for reading and your kind answer
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