Lately I have been looking at a lot of vintage graphics,
I like the look of my picture above,
somehow soft, but odd.
I was trying to get the shadows , and well needless to say,
Sometimes you just can't see clearly through them,
The shadows are like the tears that show up,
that you can't explain,
you try to shake them off,
but somehow they arrive again.
If only I could edit my heart,
get rid of this, change that, move this over, lose that.
Would it be easier to deal with grief,
But then would it really be living!
For some reason today I am embracing my past,
the bits and pieces you want to throw away,
the ones that somehow reemerge and laugh at you.
May I always be one step ahead of my shadows!