shadows, shadows

shadows, shadows in the snow
of the life he used to know
ere the sun came up one day
burning his old life away

shadows, shadows everywhere
of a life of love and care
ere the night of pain and grief
robbed him of his love
belief

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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