That day, a day with no moon, but stars, when I was walking back from somewhere which is slipped from my mind, on the wall which was on my right hand side I saw a long creepy shadow following my shadow like a hungry wolf following a hare. I was scared and started walking fast and fast. But that creepy shadow was still in the pursuit of my poor shadow.
After a while I was tired and there wasn't anything left to do. So, I turn around anyway (but slowly) to see who owned that ominous shadow.
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brilliant and fun and true! ! ! Love it you have a gift! thanks for sharing
A vivid truth of life; exquisitely crafted poem. Wonderfully reminds all of us, of the death so close to us but forgotten.