Shadows

Do your demons hide in here

Right inside your shadows;

Throughout the day only to be

Visible in the moonlight of the night;

While the stars glow the brightest

And the galaxies are crystal clear;

While the sky welcomes you

To its own Paradise up there

Where a magical world awaits

To give you a taste of all the love,

All the compassion you always gave

And never for once, received back.

The gifts, perhaps will be given,

To your shadows while you sleep,

Only to reach you in the morning.

Gifts of care and concern, of empathy

That provide an everlasting promise

Of staying by you, through the roughest day,

To give you strength to be the toughest.

It is then, that your demons

Will show their true faces

Hiding in your shadows,

How they held the laces

Of your young heart

And that innocent soul,

Protecting throughout like a savior,

Fighting throughout like a warrior.

The demons were in actual,

Angels probably; while your shadows

Were since forever their home;

The heaven.