Shades Wednesday, August 21, 2019Monday, August 19, 2019Ken Here, under the trees, there’s no sunlight, only shade from moonlight which invites shades – ghosts from Hades, if stories are true. I have come here to meet one who can tell me what to expect. Share this poem:TwitterFacebookTumblrRedditEmailLinkedInWhatsAppPinterestLike this:Like Loading... Related