Shadows Of Strangers Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Strangers, their shadows strewn along hallways of our lives,
never becoming friends or coming close to us, wondering
what their purpose was at times.

Why they never became a part of our daily lives, what stop-
ped them from becoming friends and joining us in activities
of life.

Never doing things together, I wonder what happens to these
shadows of strangers when they pass by us on the way to the
next horizon.