behind your shadow

tomorrow has a way
of turning today
upside down,
because it remembers
I remember yesterday too,
and all those tomorrows,
wished for and counted on,
mostly by me for a while,
just to hear you smile;

oh, what I wouldn't do
to make those dreams,
those rhapsodies,
still ring so true;

and you know, somehow,
that I am still here,
just a step behind your shadow,
just a step behind your shadow.

March 14, 2009.

Copyright © 2009, Ricky A. Pursley. All rights reserved.

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