Long Shadows Grow

Here I sit alone with only ghosts from the past to keep me company. Memories of those who I will never see again. I sit and tell them all my ills and woes; it’s comforting in the silence as the long shadows grow. I tell them how my life has changed since they went away and that I hope to see them again when it is my time to go. They don’t answer me like they used to do, still it is comforting as the hours pass on their way. Just sitting here chatting like I used to do late into the evening tide as the long shadows grow. 17 October 2009