Shadows and Sunrise

Curtains pulled aside ~ Wrapped in a peach pink shawl early morning light peeked in from between a pastel leafy shrub and the sharp outline of the staid apartment across the street. In a moment, morning’s shawl faded to gauzy white, sunshine now shining on the 

green gold leaves outside my window. 

As morning brightened, faint shadows of the rounded pastel leaves paint briefly on white walls, splash across furniture until they too were gone like shadowy memories that smile and wave from my mind ~ brief glimpses into the past. Memories that disappear as quickly as the beautiful peach pink shawl of morning. 

There is always a promise that they will reappear at some time and 

in some place to brighten a sleepy morning, reminding me 

that memories are like shadows and sunrise.

“Smile my boy, it’s sunrise.”

~ Robin Williams