Your Shadow

Your Shadow
by DeeDee Roe

I slipped beneath the weeping willow bearing hurts and dreams,

Yes escaping from relentless sun
bright yellow wearying beams.
I lay upon the crusty Earth
my thoughts drifting with the breeze:
the busy ant, a sweet song bird
and in the dark, there’s me.
somehow Redeemed
Your shadow is a weeping willow
washing away my sin and pain.

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