Shadows Flowing Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Shadows Flowing



Flowing shadows, sliding down sides of buildings,
landing on sidewalks or the ground.
Being stepped on - not making any sounds.
Are we like shadows upon earth?
Silent? Unpretentious? Unlearning?
If so, why are we?

Wednesday, November 6, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: buildings
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