They lurk in the darkest corners.
They are always near you.
You catch a glimpse of them as they move just out of your sight.
You know they are there just out of your reach.
They move sometimes as quiet as a cloud floating in the sky.
They will cause the slightest noise to ensure you know they exist.
You think you see movement from the corner of you eye.
You hear the quietest whisper of a voice.
They can send chills through your soul.
They will exhale just ever so softly.
You realize you are never alone.
You are living with the shadows morning, noon and night.
William J. Snyder
July 14, 2009
They are always near you.
You catch a glimpse of them as they move just out of your sight.
You know they are there just out of your reach.
They move sometimes as quiet as a cloud floating in the sky.
They will cause the slightest noise to ensure you know they exist.
You think you see movement from the corner of you eye.
You hear the quietest whisper of a voice.
They can send chills through your soul.
They will exhale just ever so softly.
You realize you are never alone.
You are living with the shadows morning, noon and night.
William J. Snyder
July 14, 2009
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