Poetry Tuesday - "Shadows"

I bring my regrets in saying that the audio for last week (Lost and Found) has proven to be very difficult. It is almost finished and so far has taken 4 complete re-starts, all with at least a dozen takes, the invention of a harmonica box rice shaker, the loss of a harmonica, the breaking of a guitar (not a joke), the disappearance of my self-confidence as an electric guitar player, bassist and tambourine player, and a lot of learning. But I'm almost done, I'll be posting it this week Lord willing! (I'm not going to quit).

In the meantime I'll post a poem for this week that was written last week. The audio demo has already been started and will be up here soon too.

Shadows

It’s morning and the shadows are drawn
Beside the false light of dew drops in the sun on the lawn
It’s been so long
Where’d I go wrong?
Has it been too long?
'Cause the shadows are drawn

There are white lights fading up above
The shadows are showing what once was love
Do we belong?
With shadows so long?
But this is your song
The shadows are drawn

There are places the dark can’t touch at all
I’ll be singing for you
I’ll be singing for you
Where the shadows don’t fall
There may be vices that are standing oh so tall
But I’ll be singing of you
I’ll be singing of you
Where the shadows don’t fall

When it’s evening and the sun fails the test
In the cold and dark world of moth and of rust
Will I belong?
So close in your arms?
After all of these wrongs?
Tight in your arms?
Thank God it’s your song
Thank God I belong
And they will be gone
These shadows so drawn