Summer Shadows Poem by Karin Elizabeth Martin

It is cool, it is dusk

The air is still but alive with the night

I hear fireworks outside

They remind me of yesterday

The sun was bigger and brighter

It was easy to play and laugh and learn

I remember you and your careless, carefree ways

and your face and the way you listened

Now I must concentrate on these things

and give thanks to be among them

You walk tall and strong

while I await the dusk and darkness

For when the sun is at its peak

I see your shadow

everywhere...