Your Shadow Comments

How terrible it would be not to have those dreams that fall like shadows on the soul. An eloquent write. Ten, of course. Warmest regards, Sandra

You share your regret with openness and a natural feel for rhythm in this poem about lost love. You're right. The shadows of memory seem to take for ever to be released. Perhaps this poem will hasten the process and allow you to open a new door. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥