Shine Like You’ve Never Shone Before - Poem by Mark Heathcote
Shadows cobwebbed hands lay in front of us
Lay behind us… laid their hands all over us…
It’s like fools gold dust. Today is all that matters
The sun above your heads is a daily blessing…
Heaven unleashes rains into gushing gutters
Drink & be merry the sky is like elderberry wine
It may be Morello cherry, dark now…
But it’ll soon again shine.
Shine, shine like you’ve never shone before, like a-
Shadow that’s never hung its self-half ajar upon a door.
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