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The World Before Grey

She is
has always been
a safe place for joy
It radiates from her pale skin
Her frame is small and slight
The shadow walkers
fail to see her magnificence
“She’s such a daydreamer”
“When will she ever grow up”

Little magical things
recognize their own
Butterflies flit about and softly land on her
They feel no threat
She has an essential calm
Together they vibrate in harmony
Wordless whispers 
Wings of wonder
Joyful oscillations 
She leans into her happy
Unabashedly open 
Floating on imperceptible notes 
A delicate destiny
An eternity of possibilities 
Her direct path to joy

It’s so sad the shadow walkers cannot see
They cannot dream
They cannot feel her joy
They are bogged down in the muck of responsibility 
Yes, they grew up far too quickly 
To them the world is grey.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Ball Avatar
December 30, 2023 at 10:24 AM
But you luckily see the beauty in her. Well Done my friend. Love this. God Bless and Happy New Year. JB
Lamoureux Avatar
December 30, 2023 at 11:01 AM
Thanks Judy, happy new year to you as well. ;0)
Chiri Avatar
December 23, 2023 at 1:43 PM
Oh how I do enjoy your writing!:)
Lamoureux Avatar
December 23, 2023 at 2:13 PM
What a nice thing to say. Merry Christmas to you and those you care about.
Poet Avatar
December 23, 2023 at 11:45 AM
Richard, you write in such a compelling and well-crafted way. The contrast between the precarious situation and the natural charm is brilliantly and dramatically brought to light via shadow walking.
Lamoureux Avatar
December 23, 2023 at 2:13 PM
Much appreciated. Merry Christmas Sotto. :0)
Messina Avatar
December 23, 2023 at 3:10 AM
Rick, I too had always got in trouble for daydreaming... at least I wasn't a shadow walker (lol). Merry Christmas to you and your family! Charlie
Lamoureux Avatar
December 23, 2023 at 6:52 AM
Every report card in grade school I got “Ricky is always day dreaming in class.” Some old habits you can’t break. Merry Christmas Charlie.
George Avatar
December 22, 2023 at 10:58 PM
She stands as a paragon of ebullience, radiating joy and peace around. She is so calm that even butterflies feel safe to alight on her. But the 'shadow walkers' cannot see her grace. Their eyes are blinded. Beautifully pictured, dear Richard !
Lamoureux Avatar
December 23, 2023 at 6:53 AM
Thanks Valsa. Blessings Richard.
Greenhough Avatar
December 22, 2023 at 12:52 PM
Thank you for this poem. The contrasting scenes made a very interesting story.
Lamoureux Avatar
December 22, 2023 at 3:11 PM
Much appreciated.
Goldsmith Avatar
December 22, 2023 at 7:15 AM
What a lovely write. I really enjoyed reading this one. Merry Christmas...................
Lamoureux Avatar
December 22, 2023 at 3:11 PM
Thanks and Merry Christmas to you too.
Empress Avatar
December 22, 2023 at 6:57 AM
Beautiful and as always you do storytelling so very well, from the very first line i was intrigued to read more until the end, which has a very soul stirring flow to your lines so well articulated. I especially felt “ She’s such a daydreamer” “When will she ever grow up” how the world can sometimes be so judgmental is evident in those lines.brilliant ending too, pleasure reading your work
Lamoureux Avatar
December 22, 2023 at 3:13 PM
Thanks so much. I was always getting in trouble for daydreaming. I appreciate your thoughtful response.
Sharma  Avatar
December 22, 2023 at 6:52 AM
This is such a whimsical poem with beautiful descriptions and imageries that swirl in the essence of a resplendent aura. When the world before grey, was elegant with compassion and joy.. But that ending part presents a contrast where those shadow walkers live in the seconds of gloominess and cease to appreciate the colours of life. Such a wonderfully knitted write..
Lamoureux Avatar
December 22, 2023 at 3:14 PM
Thanks Hiya, I’m pleased my words resonate with you.
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