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More Than A Shadow

Life is a shadow that changes with time. The sun shall rise on life one day. The shadow cast is small. As life goes on and years go by, the shadow stretches tall. So when the shadow chases time and each day spreads its wings, I carry on and live my life while doing many things. As years go by and knowledge grows, the shadow grows as well. Those days I pondered shadow length, it urged me to excel. The time affects my life and breath. It’s like a brutal lord. It whips my shadow like a steed. They work in one accord. So how can I redeem the time, and slow the shadow’s sprint? I strive to see my life become much more than just a glint. I must confirm my life is more than something I have wrought. I’ve made my peace with God above. My shadow fades to naught.

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Date: 3/12/2024 8:15:00 AM
Great substance and perfect poetic flow! A perfect poem!
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Date: 12/18/2023 4:17:00 PM
This is a poem of deep meaning and poetic beauty. I enjoyed its message.
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Robert Zimmerman
Date: 12/18/2023 6:02:00 PM
Thank you, Hilda. I am pleased you liked the message.
Date: 12/12/2023 7:19:00 AM
I really like the metaphor here. While it may be a race that the shadow always wins, we can score some nice mini-wins throughout the race. ~ Holdin' back the Hands of Time (Yeah, sure. lol.) ~ gw
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