shadows and snow

how the days seem dreary now-
no more than the day she left.

the clouds grey and foreboding-
the candles flicker, shadows dance
reminding me so painfully of that day

how her shadow moved the very same-
away from me, and through the door-
out into the whirling snow.

ominouspoet

VT

14 years old

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