I follow you all around;
I'm usually found on the ground.
Every move you make I do the same;
I'm a master at this game.
You can't be rid of me;
even when you can't see.
Depending on the source I can be anywhere,
I can even be as small as a hair.
I change my shape and height;
It all depends on the light.
I'm the same as you but not quite;
and my appearance is never bright.
What I am is your shadow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Silhouette canvas mimicry metaphor…well programmed…nice joy reading ride… thanks sharing… Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10