My Shadow

    • Great words dear Nazlat, as always. When i read the title many things came across my mind. As for me, it has always been, Me and My Shadow!! Creating dreams under the stars and working hard to fulfil them. I read a poem once and among the words were

      my shadow followed me
      rambling with the night
      we crawled beneath the stars
      that shed away their tears
      and I caught them in my eyes
      those lit teardrops
      as my shadow followed me

      I don't recall the writer's name, unfortunately. Anyway, your words were once more a joy to read. Thanks for sharing them with us. With best wishes, |eMy regards

    • ThaNx veRy InDeed for sharing Us these words Pal |e

      ashort story about MY SHADOW ......|a

      I HAVE a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
      And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.
      He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;
      And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.

      The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow
      Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;
      For he sometimes shoots up taller like an India-rubber ball,
      And he sometimes gets so little that there’s none of him at all.

      He hasn’t got a notion of how children ought to play,
      And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.
      He stays so close beside me, he’s a coward you can see;
      I’d think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!

      One morning, very early, before the sun was up,
      I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;
      But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head,
      Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.

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