Shadows

Shadows of a pumpkin well beyond my reach
speak of barriers painful nothing one could teach

How does love find us
When we are looking overly hard
Then leave us worn and tattered
broken down and scarred

Knowing that it would be over
from the very start
Trying hard to protect the
breaking of the heart

And as it leaves the present and
crosses oceans deep are we left
clinging to the pillows of our sleep

Staring at the memory
figures on a wall
unable to draw ourselves up
to stand and face it all

As sunlight soaks the shadows and
in its fullness seen the image of his
face distant as a dream.