where shadows On 2018022420180224 By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems where shadows lengthen with morning we wended our sad way; smooth as molten glass, the sun stole away the dark To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMore Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Print (Opens in new window) Print Like this:Like Loading…
