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Monday 13 April 2015

Shadows 
 
From Time
Tip-toed across the
Lines of her face
Washing away times
Best left unanswered
Forgotten, breathing
Only this moment in
Time
 
She turned to face
The wind morphing
Each moment of her
Life into a soothing
Flashback, each frame
Golden, feeling the love
Captured through the
Years
 
Lifting her faith
Affirming her life
Choices, her efforts
Fully realized her
Happiness succumed
Only by her heart's
Desire to never
Concede.

Edwin James


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