The shadows of the afternoon are so whimsical and elusive that you might not even notice them. They get longer as the sun nears the horizon. They get darker as the minutes pass by.
The afternoon shadows can be sweet, a promise of an oncoming night. The afternoon shadows can be sad as they remind us of the deadline that each and everything has.
The afternoon shadows can finally be a mere lingering presence that silently creeps into the abyss of the past.