My Shadow Poem by sylvia spencer
My Shadow
I have a little friend who I always see.
He sometimes darts about but he's always
there for me.
Sometimes I lose him and he is gone for a
week; but that's because he likes to play
hide n seek. In the early morning he looks
so very tall; then when I go to have my lunch
he has shrunk a somewhat small.
When he's around in the evening I think he's
having fun because he looks like a giant and I'm
wondering what I've done.
when I go to my bed he likes to say good night.
He is always there to comfort me until the light
goes out of sight.
When I wake up in the morning he's looking rather
tall, it's then he gets excited and starts to climb
the wall.
My shadow has been my very own friend; and there
he will stay right to the end.
This very much reminds me of a poem my grandmother used to recite to me fifty-five years ago. It began, 'I have a little shadow, that goes in and out with me' Sadly I have forgotten the rest of it now, I wish I could remember it, but this is very near to what it was saying. Lovely write and on such an interesting subject. I feel it's sort of come full circle. Love Ernestine XXX
Sylvia, my shadow behaves just like yours... I love it when he climbs the walls! Cute poem! Brian
When I wake up in the morning he's looking rather tall, it's then he gets excited and starts to climb the wall. Great words here, you're a star in the night of shadows, Love Duncan
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Rosie, this poem was a joy to read. The fun (and sometimes fright) of having a shadow follow about is so well said. Such a pleasure to read.