Shadow of Tears

In the shadow of her tears
flowers refuse to blossom,
the world is faded to gray
without power to delight,
she is half-sick of shadows*~

then his smile like the sunrise!


*”Lady of Shalott”, Alfred, Lord Tennyson, 1842

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