Cecelia Weir

(March 19,1955 / Fayette, Alabama)

Under the Shadow


Over my head
I see it covers me.
It scares away the would be snares
It really takes care of me.

It walks swiftly by my side
Holding onto my hand.
It gives me faith and confidence
I'm beginning to understand.

Right beneath my footsteps
I watch it extend my territory.
I see it walking beside me
I'm starting to know my story.

At first my heart felt its fears
Then the shadow spoke to me.
I'm not here to cause you pain and tears
I'm just here for company.

I'm here so you won't be alone
I know you misunderstand.
But you don't have to worry
I'll see you get home again.

Much larger than I am
It hovers over me.
But now I realize more each day
My shadow is for others to see.

Submitted: Saturday, March 09, 2013

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