The shadow of the lamp upon my wall
That gentle light, that softness without glare
Long lost joy and happy love recall
We looked into house windows when we strolled
But we were careful., did not wish to stare
Read shadows of street lamps upon their walls
What am I when my love is not whole ?
A cracked half human being needing care
Stranger joys,lost love, how can I call?
The shadows move about as sunset falls
My face is showing signs of lazy tears
The shadows looks so dark upon the wall
His shadow dear I miss in Spring, in Fall
But then it presaged presence on this chair
Strangers, joy, new love, how do we fail?
I have seen the old gods fiery flares,
Burning wheatfields by the Saxon Shore
The shadow of burned sun upon the wall
The missing loves , the shadows deep,the Fall.
How my heart sings 