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Sunday, August 19, 2012


as the sun sinks and
dusk shouts the
final stage of my shadow
I can’t help but wonder
as the grass gleams with darkness
helping the guidance of the
second spirit
that when we die
our shadows lie beneath
with no light to tell us
our life

and if there comes a
day our shadows
hang above us,
do we become
our own angels?

©Andrea Laws (Author) December 6th, 2013