A SHADOW UPON

nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

Theres a shadow
Upon my future
Its deep within
My past
Each step taken
An uttered dream
Walks aghast
In lilies white
Treads softly in echo
Betwix the day and night.

The sunset from
A painting
I remember still
From long ago
Its fiery voice
In unison
With reddened clouds
An amber glow.

The moment
Forever captured
The mind a cameras
Clicking snap
So many years
Different coats
Beard whitening
A changing map.

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