Shadow Plays

This is what I see every morning when I open my blinds, and the blank wall has the shadows from the trees & building parts in front of me.

SHADOW PLAYS

As the sun rises

it shines on

the building, trees, etc....

whatever

is in its way

Casting shadows

against the wall

thats normally barren

plain and simple

are its ways

As the day wears on

the shadow plays

a dance with the wall

slow and rhythmical

never in a hurry

To leave until

the sun fades

like a curtain

at last call, the

shadow plays!

Author's Note

Enjoy!

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

the sun fades
like a curtain...
Well penned...

[Sami Khalil]

The shadows play
a dance with the wall... Well penned.

[Loner]

I enjoyed indeed ....... beautifully portrayed .

[Harley (arbiter)]

I did enjoy ^_^ made me happy. Great poem. I liked it