Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Long Shadows

The sun is bright
Through the trees
All is still, quiet
There is no breeze

The sun is fading
To the soft ground
The trees whisper softly
Making no sound

Their shadow stretching
Farther and farther
Softly reaching
Holding together

The tip almost touches
The last stepping stone
But then it is hidden
No longer on it's own

The sun is fading
Behind the earth
The long shadows are sleeping
Until tomorrows rebirth

Photo by LKBphoto

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