Unusual Things Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Shadows taking their time, lounging in shade,
away from the sun's rays, standing or sitting
wherever they fall on the ground.

Following people as they walk to and fro doing
their business daily.

Wondering at times if these reflections of shade
from the sun have any thoughts.

Do they have the ability to think or ponder, using
imagination to think about some of the unusual
things in life here on earth or not.