Lurking in the shadows of the days I left behind.
Images float in and out of focus in my mind.
Childhood games, my trials, and tribulations are found here.
No matter how important or not they are always kept nearby.
Lurking in the shadows of the days I left behind.
How can I forget all those times that were so unkind?
Times that were so painful, so long, and endless
When I thought life would forever be one big mess
Lurking in the shadows of the days I left behind.
Always in the distance making me search and find.
Now just stories to enlighten.
Shadows of my life long since forgotten
January 2000
My Poetry Place 