Insiped creature why do you follow me around
mimicking my every move?
Leaving me alone only at high noon.
You blend into the ominous shadows in the the dark.
I know you're still there,
following this lonely soul around.
Watching, waiting for my numbered days to expire.
Be afraid, be very afraid, your shadow is out to get you! ; o)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Creepy! I like it! :) Sincerely, Mary