Day 726, The shadows getting shorter. Day's pictures, Poetry For the time of day, the shadows are still long. They slowly move with every passing day. The lines play a rhythm when we move along. I dance my way till the shadows are gone. Share this: Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like Loading... Related