Sometimes the shadow comes Playing with my head Reminding me of past days And things I wish I hadn’t said Sometimes life moves fast Too fast to enjoy Moments I can’t remember All merged into one bad day Sometimes when I stop and breathe I hear sounds around me Sounds of innocence and nature Reminding me of joy Sometimes it just takes a moment To truly stop and hear And in that moment I remember The shadow always disappears
Reflection
I was searching for a sketchbook this afternoon and randomly found an old ‘lost’ notebook I had started writing poems in. I can’t believe I forgot about this one, and I truly love how serendipity has brought this back to me today.