I quite often look at my shadow.
I like how it follows me round
And does all the same things that I do
Without ever making a sound.
It hides when the weather is cloudy.
But I know it's always quite near,
For later, as soon as the sun shines,
My shadow is bound to appear.
I've noticed sometimes in the evening,
While watching the sun going down,
My shadow gets all tired and lazy
And stretches right out on the ground.
But then when it comes to my bedtime,
I lie down and switch off the light.
My eyes close; I can't help but wonder
Where shadows like mine go at night?
Perhaps it meets with other shadows,
Sits down and tells them about me,
The silly things that I've been doing
And hears its friends laughing with glee.
But when I awake in the morning,
I'm always delighted to see
As soon as I draw back the curtains,
My shadow's there waiting for me.
Thoughts About Shadows
My Shadow
Published by Family Friend Poems November 2018 with permission of the Author.
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ABOUT THE POET:
Writing poetry began for me in school and has continued on and off since then. I have a collection of unpublished poems written by my father; my mother did not write but encouraged me to read and memorise poetry from an early age. Educated in England I studied and worked as a marine engineer, travelling to many countries. I have now retired to...