Shade and Shadows
Shadows walk the land
beneath the clouded blue painted sky
as winds blow light but fast on the fly
the shadows fall;
spectres beneath the mighty oaks
haunting echoes of time asleep and woke
whisperings of hellos and goodbyes
shaded in the pathways narrowed and wide;
where footsteps cannot hide
and history stretches across the great divide,
the sun rays blanketed in dim and fade away
warm humid air midday;
easing into cool, dark passages of shade
moments of August slowly slip and sway
an end to the sultry summer days that wave
palpitating in the shadows and the shade.
Copyright © DM Babbit | Year Posted 2021
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