Sunday, January 16, 2011

Shadows

I wonder what they're saying, and how they came to be
I see a boy play freely with a ball
I wish that I could see the things that they can see
Amazing are these shadows on the wall

A memory that once was frozen, now it comes to life
I wish you could see them all
They remind me of a past less filled with strife
Shadows on the wall

I see a girl with glowing skin and eyes that see the stars
There are children bundled snugly in the fall
A lifetime of memories set loose from wooden bars
Free at last, my shadows on the wall

I caged you once, but now, I love to watch you play
Your innocence has finally come to call
With my last breath on earth, all that I can say
Thank you for shadows on the wall

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