Long shadows

Posted on January 17, 2011 by wherearetheheros

Bubbles from your last breath
Tiny droplets from the sky
Long shadows of the morning
Your final suit and tie

Too late to drive you crazy
Contrails falling from on high
Long shadows in the evening
Everything must die

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  1. Debbie | January 17, 2011 at 9:09 pm

    Wow is this ever put together so well! šŸ™‚ thank you for sending this our way!

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