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When The Shadows Come Calling

From my Raven Collection

When The Shadows Come Calling

Ever seen the shadow of death? 
ever seen it, running across the lawn from the kitchen window? 
well, I have

slow motion like it was in no hurry
to get to where it was meant to be? 
a shadow so visual
it looked as if it was chasing someone? 
arms out hoping to catch them? 

i've seen it quite a few times now
same shadow, different shape
different places

I've seen an Angel too
well, the presence of one at least
that was a different
type of shadow
she brought a sense of courage
wings, gloriously shaped
I could never mistake her

I don't feel the need
to question why they come? 
I already know, let's call it intuition? 

and if you're wondering
does the shadow of death ever frighten me? 
I can honestly say, no
it doesn't, it's not how it's portrayed in the horror films

it's peaceful, just like the shadow of my Angel

why do they come?
I believe they visit to leave a message

they have a job to do
messengers of sorts? 

when the shadows come calling.

 

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sparrowsong

Hello Shirley...

I got to see it in my Living Room...

Hopefully it left its odor outside there...

If it did...

It made itself beautiful...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

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sparrowsong

Hello Shirley...

Oh sorry...

Hold on...

😲

Better Sis?

🌹

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sparrowsong

Ok...

Very good!
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 I'm glad you're happy again....

😊

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Being Me

Fabulous poem. I just HAD to pin this one!

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Shirley Harrison

Thank you dearest Being Me, always humbled to know when my work is enjoyed. Big hugs 🤗 

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