Shadows Of Life Poem by Hermione Femalton

Shadows on the hill-side,
Wind umung the trees,
Movement in the water,
Never-ending breeze.

Something always there,
Watching in the dark,
Waiting for its moment;
Alone, cold and stark.

A print of life long gone,
Shadows left behind.
Please, don't go looking;
You don't know what you'll find.

They're angry, sad and bitter,
Believe me that it's true,
They're waiting in the silence.
You don't know what they do.

Jan.2009